The big hertz -or- how to do the ultimate alternate
blink blather
heaving matter
flipping squares
toasting the moment to moment
and burning the coffee
once shut off
you turn to the quite
the empty space now bigger, closer
ticking clock, direct in power. ticks louder
reminding one of ways lost
it coils, it transforms, it transmitts
all to the the rhythm of modern life’s down hill tumble
Shoestrings & Tugboats
Beneath the layer onion is the battled nudge that is
The agreed distance and the agreed look
The rotations continue despite the hope of our ceased stirs
the door is open and can be left open, it can be removed, it can be passed thru without notice
knowledge of something so keen as the things which ties me together
the wish to perhaps learn and to fall, mouth sealed
to crumble the shallow dessert lake, to move along quietly
i sit and tie my shoe. i tug at the strings.
WesM
Airegin knee hop
wire sling bebop
miles chomber climbs hock
descends a mile sneez clock
Street way dials wop
indigo chamber rez pop
i got, i got, i got
Edge of the hollow
The edge of the the hollow is round and smooth and smart,
parked car missed the call…
in lue of pessimism’s charged core.
growling red and heated exchanged
might of core, sits the dog upon the shore that is next to hollow