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» Silk And Satin «
there is no flow
just a tumultuous rush
whispers are gone
raucous sirens are one
static and staccato
grinds silk and satin
the jaws of circumstance
overtakes yes and no perchance
there is no flow
there is no flow
there is no flow
» Unstolen Memories «
"She Deludes Herself"
YES what could I have been thinking
my artistry is replaceable and erasable
retreatable and deletable
can easily bed down
but the next poet
be able to steal my
» Genuine «
2018 Kulturetage Metelen: "Koyaanisqatsi"
2014 Musikschule Warstein: "Interdependencias"
2012/13 Museum Abtei Liesborn
all of my yesterdays
don't add up to
but the memories
will surpass them all
» Earthworms Scratching On The Screens «
the little boy
scurried down the hall and
his mama's bedroom
one of her three eyes blinked
"what now?" rasped
her swollen vocal cords
"the earth worms are back"
the boy fearfully whispered
"and they are knocking on my bedroom windowpane
scratching on the screens and roaring my name"
"is your window down?"
"yes mummy, but tonight
the earth worms have thumbs"
"nonsense" the mother wheezed
"go back to your own bed, go back to sleep"
the little boy ran sideways
down the hall tucking under
his extra half leg he leaped
quickly into his bed
pulling the covers over his head
"ha, ha, ha, what took you so long?"
whispered two earth worms as
they slithered in beside him
and a cool breeze fluttered in
through the lifted windowpane
"shhh, or you'll wake mummy"
the little boy began to go insane
» Barely Recognizable «
of her heart
lay like roadkill
on the highway
of her life
as any human
along the side of the road
but a woman
that had been hit
then run over time and time again
by 18 wheeler mac trucks
masquerading as men
» Between The Inhale And The Exhale «
The Ruination of Man
the clock no longer ticks
never taking that break
to gather the energy
to tock, it just hums
denying the moment between
the inhale and the exhale
no breath between the breather
is the ruination of man
» Melting Ice Floe «
Long Live The Arctic
everything was in reverse
no pills or electroshock cures
by a doctor, chiropractor or a nurse
could be prescribed to keep children alive
thousands were driven away in a hearse
wiped out in the span of a blink
humans were becoming extinct
just like the polar bear's Arctic home was about to disappear
man had no shelter, none in the east, west, far or near
man's food source began to vanish by the tons
gardens stopped producing beans, corn and rice
not a pod, not a stalk, not a grain, not a one
the mega stores all began to go
Wal-mart, Sam's, Kroger and even Oprah's Costco
the trees were leafless, thus no carbon dioxide
causing shortages of oxygen and a change in the tide
the moon lost sight of the flow of time
there was no guarantee the sun would follow behind
but when he did the haze was so hot
the few people left wished he would not
what were the polar bears, great white whales and bald eagles to do?
they captured the few remaining humans and began to breed them in the zoo
marking each cage "homosapien" closely guarded by apes
who mocked them and tossed them pennies,
who dressed them in spandex and super hero capes
there was batman and robin and the men in black
there was a cage marked "attention deficit disorders"
and a family of "Mexicans in a red Cadillac"
one marked with "authentic graffiti by gangs"
one marked "family of rednecks" with jokes written in slang
there was a cage marked "politically correct"
where the visiting animals took their hats off in respect
it had every kind, two of each
a pair with slanted eyes, 2 blonds that could yodel
two surfers that looked like they stepped from a beach
families of healthy animal tourists paraded by
as their cubs and ponies pointed asking why
"what happened to man and all he owned"
cried out a healthy baby panda all the way from Hong Kong?"
"Oh the answer isn't easy said the gorilla tour guide
but it boils down to greed, economics,
and individual rights they swore with pride to abide
there wasn't just one thing that did them in
bad fuel choices, addiction to plastics, war
its hard to say where to begin
there were groups that killed each other,
women died of aides causing fewer mothers
some became extinct due to designer drugs
poison water from oil spills, methane pollutants and drudge
my friends you've so attentive" said their knowledgeable guide
"i want to show you a secret place, but no cameras allowed inside"
upon entering the cave the animals snorted, bleated, tweeted, cooed, and peeped
at the secret place the guide had brought them to take a peek
huddled around a table like a c.m. coolidge painting
seemingly drunk and playing cards
was Elvis, the kennedys, dr. king, jr, michael jackson and that shakespeare bard.
the animals oo-ed and ah-ed and burst into applaud
"long live the arctic"
i sat up in a panic and screamed
then wept thanking God it was only a dream
i stumbled to my computer dejected and downhearted
googled, researched then donated to a website that said "help save the arctic"
Video on YouTube
» Vacant Mirror «
"Cheer Me Up"
"Cheer me up" I told the mirror
"Cheer me up" simultaneously
the reflection said
Annoyed I turned my back
as did the reflection, then
she sauntered off and went to bed
leaving me standing
in front of a vacant mirror
sadly depressed and shaking my head
» Pathological «
she has a
and it is...
» Fleisch «
2014 Kunstsaal des Kunstvereins Kreis Soest "Minor Mundus Petrolei"
2014 Musikschule Warstein "Interdependencias"
She Bleeds Out"
is it mineral
with a foreign
on one side
on the other
trying to get me
to remember something
long, long, long
when I move
when I pause
"what is it?
what are you???"
"I am love
she bleeds out.
» How Deep «
how deep is his love
is it deeper
than the reach
of her loneliness
» Virus «
you infected me with a virus
now i vomit poems
i am over heated
with the fever of poems
my bowels are gaseous
my breath stinks
i clean my ears
and the q-tip is
coated with a poem
i blow my nose
and the tissue is
green with poems
and i refuse to
go to the clinic
for i love being
» Only «
"Words Being Words"
but words are
the word "love"???...
now there you have something
» Her Tattered Wedding Gown «
"The Lost Wedding Gown"