Grey December with apologies to Chet Baker Santa is out of sorts he knows he can’t fulfill the children’s wish list nor his own wish for better times ahead Even the sneaky sheep and the whimsical candy striper trying to bum cigarettes on the corner of 7th and Chestnut look frustrated And look at all … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry: Top Ten No. 4
Carcinogenic Poetry: Top 10
Carcinogenic Poetry: Top Ten No. 3
Be Alone I wish it were ten, no eleven years ago I was 20 drunk high bruised crimson bloody making angels in the powdered snow. It all made sense the water the dark the light the wet melted into my hips my heart but I woke up and I knew exactly where I was supposed … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry: Top Ten No. 3
Carcinogenic Poetry: Top Ten No. 2
On a Sunday Afternoon I.C.E. bled though our door packing heat. We took the lead, marched in front of a jittery virgin trigger-finger ready to earn his gold-stitched vest. We fetched stained papers masked in plastic & jolted from the blast of a tailpipe backfiring, calling like winter from a shallow puddle. They checked us … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry: Top Ten No. 2
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