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Agony of Man
AGONY OF MAN (For my Dad) From the tide of the sea To the feet of a tree Stands a man on his feet Patient enough to make peace From the East comes a beast Firmly stands the man of the feast From the west comes a hiss Endevoured he …
My Heart
My heart is the Pacific Ocean – cold in winter, inviting and cool in the hot summers; My heart is the palm trees and those cactus plants that sting; My heart is the beach, where bronzed bodies lie out to worship the sun; My heart is the 405 freeway, cars …
Loneliness
When I look for connectionAs I do every dayI feel so abandonedWhen they all turn away Never among themNot quite fitting inStuck on the outsideNot knowing my sin Like a bird in a fish tankA fish in the skyThe whole situationMakes me want to cry Hand in my pocketBut no …
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University Coffee
Cornered, suffocated (by multiple things), she stands in line for coffee. I watch her swallow a breath — I know what it smells like. She …
A Butcher
You forced her to alter her molecules.One after another. Every single day. Aligning her the way you pleased.Manufacturing a new her. For you. And then. …
Goodbye
goodbye is clingingto my sister’s arm-tears falling from bothour eyes in symphonicharmonyat the back of a cabwatching distance slowlyboast of our partingher fingers banishing mytearsand …
The Lake
Sitting alone Overlooking a lake Pondering life And my every mistake I can’t help but feel I keep getting it wrong Still I don’t know …
Agony of Man
AGONY OF MAN (For my Dad) From the tide of the sea To the feet of a tree Stands a man on his feet Patient …
Refined
I am not going to crumple this pain upto toss in my trashbag of undeserved attention,I will carefully and patientlyopen the brazen covers,peel them page …
Switch
Duke’s call from Janine: “Duke, this must come from out of the blue. I know that we have not been in touch for twenty years …
Why I Fight
If someone were to ask me why I fight this is what haveI never truly loved until I knew what it was that I was …
28.11.
I keep having this dreamI don’t know what it meansIt’s nothing profound, or so it seems?I keep dreaming I’m dating G-EazyYou might find this, just …
My only star
I can not compare you, no I can notEven though I spend whole days looking forI can not find anyone like youYou are beautiful, charming, …
August 2017
I wish you were feeling my collarbones – instead of me, caressing myself in a diagonal chair – one leg about to snap, the other, …
Loneliness
When I look for connectionAs I do every dayI feel so abandonedWhen they all turn away Never among themNot quite fitting inStuck on the outsideNot …
Freed Vibrations
Vibrations break from their plastic prison, Running along threads and strands Until they disrupt, rattling my sternum And dancing at the top of my mind. …
Waiting
Years ago, at the start of the internet era, I booked a flight from Regina to Vancouver, with a brief touch-down in Calgary. When we …
Emergency
911. What’s your emergency? Hello. I think I’m dying. Would you like to for me to send the EMTs? I don’t know. Can they stop …
Nature of Love
I’ve been waiting for you to reverse the handsOf time. But you won’t say what I need to hear,So now I know you can’t rebuild …
What I Have Seen
I dream of a city in ruinsshattered glass about,time is still movingyet my reality, I doubt.Screaming from afarbleeding from the skydripping from a starwilling me …
Original Sin: A poem about a destructive doctrine
Baptize me in the waters of something other than this. Give me something more than this paper-thin sense that I am, at heart, some cruel …
Grieve
How might I mourn the end of this?Funerals are required and tears and painand broken stars, as stories told,are procedures of written time.But dare I …
Seven Shadows
Seven shadows over me.A thirst for blood in scattered dreams.Hope. It burnt the heart of me,So now I’m empty. Stark and bleak.They scream and shout …
Julep
I am wounded in the house of a friend.I buy more time in the small soft placesWhat remaining light is devoured in secondsMy crumpled silhouette …
The Hum of Life
Whitman once asked What good amid these, O me, O life? and the question comes for me standing beside a young woman rapidly dying from …
Energy Flows Where Attention Goes
Energy flowswhere attention goeswhat you focus onsurely grows Being consciousof this factmakes life simpleyet complex For human emotionsare always at playshaping our thoughtsalong the way …
Domestic Reflections
Dancing Girl Dance, baby girl, Dance So I can see What you feel. Your words Are scarce; You hide in Your shadow, But in The …