Sunday, February 12, 2012




Between my life as I conceive it and
the life I have
well, I have
                      serious problems
Bullshit events in my life happen,
but I am never going
back to my past.

Official male attitudes aside,
the world of complaints can carry on without my help.

                       Life is the good life.

How does
         yours compare?

A Valentine Collage Poem

The text.

Bear with me now.
It turns out time adds perspective.
You might be in for a real wake-up call,
but it's not better to sieze a moment
and act quickly.
Relationships are built
into the pauses.
Discord happens &
love hurts, but don't panic.
Pay attention to love's transformative powers.

"That's a little dramatic, don't you think?"
                                                "Wrong!" I said.
Every day matters.
It is a real-world test.
Recommit to your relationship.
Even the most mundane
things get better.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Does pain toughen you up?

The text

I hear trauma is supposed to be
good for you.
                                     It isn't

It is amazing what
pain, stiffness, and being tired will
do to the way we
experience life.

When you get to the
brink...keep going
because it's been well
that the possibilities
are ...endless.    There's plenty
of upside, but none of the down.

Be Superficial

The text

You are too
hard on yourself.
                                         You've got an advanced
              case of
the worries.

Be superficial.

It feels naughty,
but it's not.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Cash, Greenbacks, Money, Moola

The text of the poem

"Did you have money?" I said
"Not enough,” she said.
"I don't even know what it is I'm chasing."
What happens if you have all your
eggs in one basket? What happens if
we keep getting
abducted by circumstance
& crimes of exploitation?
Look, don't believe in the deep human
need for dreams that inspire us
even in the face of tragedy.
Instinctively -- even if they're not consciously aware of it--
we salute the basic human urge to get
out of debt
                                                                 we really want to
"I've been telling myself it's going to get better,"
he thought.
Get the relief that you've been
waiting for with cash! Green-
Moolah cures depression.

Friday, February 3, 2012

The Shit List

The text of the poem

I happen to be absolutely certain
the shit list
can't possibly be true.
Life is an open
door to all
that is possible.
I often student the joys and regrets of the ancient people,
the bazaar
twisted journey
the great ideas of earthbound miscreants,
the turmoil and instability
that's going on.
This is scary stuff, but
there's nothing going on here
that anyone should die for.
I don't know why,
but I have a feeling
that suddenly all is
right with the world.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Tomorrow is too late

The Text Typed

Why do you keep mumbling all
       those questions?
she whisperes.

I think it is to search for the perfect
     he says,
                  to listen,
and understand,
to improve the quality of life.

Right away I thought, "This is
too easy!"

                  He's not good
                 at explaining
Don't take it personally.

     "The knowlege
      might be  in my
            he said, "But it's
      trapped there."

    Stop living in the future.
   Tomorrow is too late.