Death, Despair & Desperation

Deep Inside My Head

A buzzing. A whooshing pressure.

My body is here but where am I?

Deep inside my head

The empty seat in front of me comes back into focus

I dreamt a lacquered coffin

Now I see one

Three Short Poems of Existential Angst

Fuzzy Controller

There I am. Over there, in life

Surrounded by looming and swirling forces

I’m tiny

I wish I could catch my attention

It’s like playing a video game with a fuzzy controller

3 More Poems the World Didn’t Need

We Drive the Perimeter

We drive the perimeter of Tennessee 

We drive the perimeter

First to see your parents then to see mine

Iiiiiiiiiiiit’s Poetry Time!

Home

I used to think that you were my home

I Know I’m Awake

I know I’m awake because I feel the cool air on my arm hairs.

I know I’m awake because the far-off branches of trees are blurry.

Three Poems. Not Two. Not Even Four, But Three.

Rotten Teeth

They give up their teeth

They give up their jobs

And their children

They defend their ego

“Take my teeth,” they say

He misses his 12 children

A new baby will grow up

With dad in an endless time out.

 

It’s the system, not their fault.

They got screwed. It’s unfair.

But this time it will be different.

This is the last time.

They gave away their rotten teeth.

Question Poetry

The Question

Every poem is about What am I?

Every question is What am I?

The Universe demands to know what it is.

What am I? I am all of this and nothing

Poems that will get me killed

What can I say? I like a dramatic blog post title now and then.

Personal updates:

• I’ve decided to stop binge eating, beginning toorrow, so I have to finish off this loaf of “Four Cheese Medley Sweetbread” tonight.
• I thought of with a new word today, “Huwomanity,”and am pondering how to use it… other than in this announcement.

Negativity in Poetry

I am Angry

I am so angry

I am angry at everything

I want to throw and smash things

All because of machines

and the incompetent people who service them

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Two Poems, not Three

Love and Fear

Love realizes that it is love.

Love sees that it is the entire universe.

Love breaks in two.

The two halves of love fall apart.

One half of love becomes fear.