Purple-Dotted Eat You Ups

I am so flushed and blush

ed yes yes not with pow

der

oh

what did I fall

[into] not a trap at all but some

trip to Norway perhaps

somewhere far away certainly not here

not here but perhaps

trip trap trip trap

blanket up to the eyes hiding turtle shell

feeling yet I keep wanting to write

about how I almost had a stroke

but I was really just a bit intoxicated

alcohol sloppy wine beer

and you

don't drink,

darling, but I seem to

have got you drunk

Quiet Company

The night sky

an ocean of ink

suspended by strings.

Hours tick away

like parking meter clocks

counting down.

A bitter chill

howls through the window,

icy jet streams

carry my thoughts

like migrating birds--

my blood feels heavy,

grounded.

I try to find some peace,

try to find some quiet

but the clock is ticking.

I wish I knew

how to take these things apart.

visionaries

I get out of my car
and clutch my keys
in my cold fingers like
a security blanket

a man walks up to me
he tells me he is secretly John the apostle
that his name means "Friend of God"
that Christ will save the parking lot
we stand in
I nod

he has been walking for days and
he has seen many things:
a city worker eating
dirt
dogs barking
his own breath

I nod
as he tells me he was there
when Christ was born

as I leave, I tell him,
"God be with you."
I mean it, even though I'm mostly
an athiest
he responds, "He's already everywhere."

and for the first time
I believe in something
bigger than
a parking lot

conquistadors will
remember the marvel
and splendor

a cave
explored for
the first time

seen with new
hungry eyes
it's moist warmth
enveloping all
those who enter

An Soda Haiku, inspired by JMBG

ten thousand mentos
suspended over a sea
of sprite, forever