Stories tagged poetry

On Tuesday

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When they talk, they put their hands like a cup around their mouth

Our Time, parts V, VI, & VII

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all thinking wears the stink of loss.

Continual Rejection Is Highly Over-Rated

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In your dreams Anything can happen But reality is weird enough Without dreams getting in the way I guess I’ll never forget seeing that Quick sign of the cross Before you came to the side of the bed And the grip that church still had on y

Life in a Time of Drought

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Life in a Time of Drought: Sign taped to the latrine Do Not Flush Until The Alligators Rise To The Surface

On A Carport in Bethlehem

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I can hear soft rain

Where Has All the Laughter Gone?

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The despair that comes and goes is here again I saw a woman who was holding herself As she walked past, as if a fire were about to Lunge out of her parts She was in such great need of being held The despair that comes and goes is here again

Deliverance

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Bleeding quietly

Luminous Nights

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A sense of yellow light saturates the night Which is luminous and green Groups of figures standing out darkly The light coming from behind them Mingling in that loose, timid way of all groups Hesitant, unsure With their backs against the nig

Ze Nazi Clothing Store Around Ze Corner

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We call this place "The Nazi Clothing Store" because: You VILL NOT use cell phones! You VILL NOT buy zings off za mannequin till Tuesday (an even zen vee shall see...YA?). You VILL ask to be rung up at the time of purchase after standing at

Flint and His Girls

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I heard the little young dark-haired girl The one who came looking for Flint the first night He moved in – I heard her crying muffled sobs Down in the parking lot behind our place And Flint was trying to comfort her But she was really letting it

Poetry Reading at Cody’s Bookstore in Berkeley

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Man in audience immolating himself, cutting his leg over and over And moaning: Oh, God, oh God. Groaning, more like it I could only think: This guy must absolutely hate my poems I was reading from Puppet X, the first time in public Of this long

In a Perfect World

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Old Bukowski is sitting at the left hand of God You can’t tell who’s on the right side But every one of the angels are hushed Until God and Bukowski finish their hand of poker Beer bottles are strewn about everywhere Though there’s no drinking

Here Lies Hope

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No last name On the broken tombstone Here lies Hope Nope, nope Nope Hope Has no Last name

Naps Like God

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I took a nap And woke up and finished The sky Now I’ve grown lazy, like God And let the politicians slide by

Think About the Baby, Paul

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Paul and Mary Jo lived in an apartment at the top of a long, dark flight of stairs that were so high, I remember as if it were yesterday thinking, the night she pushed him down the stairs, he would surely be dead by the time he hit the landing at the