3/31/11

before urinating
I perform the chicken dance

3/30/11

below the water
the wet moon
shivering

3/29/11

after turning off
the alarm on my cellphone
the world continues
to vibrate

3/28/11

I reach into my wallet
and help myself
to its last meal

3/27/11

inside the turquoise vase
it wasn't tulips
I found inside

3/26/11

they unscrewed my head
like a cookie jar
but the only thing they found
inside was a brain

3/25/11

cranberries
crammed berries
canned berries
can varies

3/23/11

are the maple leaves
waving for me
to come closer
or to go away

3/22/11

I tap on the jar
reminding my captors
to please poke holes in the lid

3/21/11

my child stands
then falls down
inside his hamster ball

3/20/11

a vision of charlie parker
scooping up the steamboat
and letting the foghorn blow

3/19/11

a mouth to see
ears to taste
nose to hear
hands to smell
eyes to hold

3/17/11

3/16/11

planes swim
below us like minnows
hoping we're not hungry

3/15/11

even at sunset
the birds know an imposter
when they hear one

3/14/11

the trees link arms
gamboling through the park
but I tell them I only wish
to stand up straight for a while
and hold out my arms

3/13/11

I have no time for whitman
the man stated flatly
and began to outline
his zombie evacuation plan

3/12/11

my grandfather polished
it each morning
the poet read
and someone dropped
five staplers in surprise

3/11/11

I sit my little astronaut down
and comb the galaxy out of his hair

3/10/11

3/9/11


loaded down with guavas
and walking up my hill
so happy so happy so happy

3/8/11


snail inching
across the sidewalk
ellipses of slime

3/7/11

words pressed flat
between the pages
of a book

3/6/11

another idea
to slowly rust away
in the garage of mistakes
I turn myself
into a robot
now where is my circuitry

3/4/11

in the cornfields
small suns
asleep in husks

3/3/11

at the fountain I fill my water bottle
drink from it fill it again
while the line growing behind me
begins to plot my assassination

3/2/11

the light continues its steady crawl to red

3/1/11

the shriveled woman
running in slow motion
the dogs of time
barking louder and louder