strange waves.

14 Poems }

these poems aren't anything i know.

none of these were "perfected". that wasn't the point.

they are all unfinished, they could all be greatly improved upon.

(they were written in less than 5 minutes each for goodness sakes.)

these poems aren't about creating quality, deep, meaningful insights of life.

i've tried writing poems as such, but i have failed.

a spontaneous project like this is a form of cleansing.

there are thoughts and voices embedded within me that want to get out, yet i don't know how to let them come.
instead of labouring over every thought i just let them stream out how they may.

so what is inside of me? these “14” poems reflect parts of what does.

i can't take credit for these words. (nor would i want to?)

they were embedded within me and i simply let them out.

11.

mister candy snacks on the blackjacks

behind the smoke shop in a tube top

bought at the thrift store on Tinmore

for a buck ten and a hand-stand

chandelier sunglasses block the masses

of poisonous gasses from giving him eye-rashes

he sits and clicks his pen until he crumbles into bits

of glass

10.

silly creature

gives birth

to serious creature

serious creature

grows up

and becomes

serious cop

one day

silly creature

throws destructive bomb

into terrified forest

terrified forest

blows up

and

serious cop

arrests

silly creature

9.

a birthday cake

sits lit

fourteen candles

burning away

distracted company

watch shooting stars

soar across the sky

and the birthday cake

melts into a puddle

8.

Mr. Rabbit bounces home

on a rainy afternoon.

But his house has collapsed

so he is sad.

Mr. Rabbit bounces up a tree

then his life ends

as he jumps from the tree.

6.

since leaving my mind

on a beautiful doorstep

one early afternoon

i have felt much better

about life

i am able to dance&sing

ad not care about a single thing

4.

what if

these words

meant nothing

to you

and nothing

to me

what if

what i

wrote

was meant

to seem

meaningful

when really

the

words

meant

nothing

3.

there is a flame

burning inside

a wooden house

this flame

catches fire

to the wooden frame

there is a thought

swimming inside

a drifting mind

this thought

catches waves

and gets carried away

2.

fourteen years

in a prison

fourteen tears

in a vision

1.

hit up the steak shack for a straight attack

shocked out from the freight jack busting fake stats

into the weight brats heading up trouble for the alley cats

limping the streets of bait traps

wrappin foil snacks in the house of royal bats

tappin slate plaques for the rate blacks

jumpin on the hardwood floors of the court no short boards

flanking the wrong plank in the snake-eyed prank

to get your best friend on blues