Watching the sun go down
next to a container ship
twenty times the size of my block
wondering how many of my bikes would fit
inside her.
Clouds hanging close
wondering why
my sisters and brother and I
do not live here.
Fire belly
Go home to
Leave.
In the shoals, the tide rolling out,
jelly fish. Harmless jelly fish and
more seaweed than you can see through
two inches away from the breakers
frothing spit on the pebbles
and shit back washed.
The stink of Jersey a memory and the
Goethals bridge full of promise
in the 90s.
Gotham
can wait.
Let me sprint
on the shore of Staten Island.
original works of parts
Shoal 3 (folded sea glass)
Picking up horseshoe crabs and
breathing the air of Snug Harbor and
"this is my home" with a tuna sandwich
at bible camp unwrapped from plastic
good God!
Atlantic whore.
Atlantic woman.
Atlantic love.
Between the glass run smooth by waves
pebbles run small by churn
and drift wood between
there was a piece of glass found
looped over on itself
and a little piece of the Atlantic
water drumming this way and that
on my shelf
screaming
locked inside.
breathing the air of Snug Harbor and
"this is my home" with a tuna sandwich
at bible camp unwrapped from plastic
good God!
Atlantic whore.
Atlantic woman.
Atlantic love.
Between the glass run smooth by waves
pebbles run small by churn
and drift wood between
there was a piece of glass found
looped over on itself
and a little piece of the Atlantic
water drumming this way and that
on my shelf
screaming
locked inside.
Shoal 2
My mother is taking selfies
with me in the picture with red corduroys
stripped down to a sliver to tie up my dreads
with a smile like a badger in good company.
All I hear is the waves come nearer
and the towers of the Gold Coast
leering on.
I would like to drop to knee
and shovel the Michigan water
into my face
I eat camera flashes easily.
Mean nothing, mean sleazy,
I'd fuck her right easy. Pop on the couch
picking his nose.
I don't care all that much. A bucket of blush.
Douse her in a shower of gasoline.
With a match and a kiss,
hopefully the rest of the house takes
and brings everything to ash kush.
Everyone waits for a shooting star.
Everyone waits for a windfall.
Not everyone waits
for
a way around
a sentence.
with me in the picture with red corduroys
stripped down to a sliver to tie up my dreads
with a smile like a badger in good company.
All I hear is the waves come nearer
and the towers of the Gold Coast
leering on.
I would like to drop to knee
and shovel the Michigan water
into my face
I eat camera flashes easily.
Mean nothing, mean sleazy,
I'd fuck her right easy. Pop on the couch
picking his nose.
I don't care all that much. A bucket of blush.
Douse her in a shower of gasoline.
With a match and a kiss,
hopefully the rest of the house takes
and brings everything to ash kush.
Everyone waits for a shooting star.
Everyone waits for a windfall.
Not everyone waits
for
a way around
a sentence.
Shoal
I had something to say before the shore.
Sand bars and big wrecks,
reef dwelt and regret,
I pushed a bit farther than North.
The compass went ape shit. You are off Terra.
Where the fuck is ? Sol.
Sunrise and sun down, in the woods like a wolf
seek and destroy and why can this not be a joy?
Fast game and faster game and faster faster
blood toothed laughter.
Give me this. This one. And I will regale
as long as the beer continues to flow.
Toes in the water, and turning sea weeded water,
a frisby knocking on my temple while the sun beats.
Out of time by years, out of voice for screams.
Where the fuck is that beach ball?
Sand bars and big wrecks,
reef dwelt and regret,
I pushed a bit farther than North.
The compass went ape shit. You are off Terra.
Where the fuck is ? Sol.
Sunrise and sun down, in the woods like a wolf
seek and destroy and why can this not be a joy?
Fast game and faster game and faster faster
blood toothed laughter.
Give me this. This one. And I will regale
as long as the beer continues to flow.
Toes in the water, and turning sea weeded water,
a frisby knocking on my temple while the sun beats.
Out of time by years, out of voice for screams.
Where the fuck is that beach ball?
Morning, Cat
Good morning, kitty.
How are you today?
I see you are stretching your toes.
Good morning, kitty.
How are you today?
Are you making the coffee or the eggs?
I see you have captured much of the pillows
and wrapped yourself up with some sheets.
Its a foggy dull morning and a little bit cold
and I do not blame you in the least.
Good morning, kitty.
How are you today?
I yawn and see you peek at my teeth.
Good morning, kitty.
You are looking well.
Do you have a little yawn for me?
Little mouth opens and with a furry smile
a sneeze explodes into my eyes.
With a shout and a shake I am wide awake
and starting my day half blind.
How are you today?
I see you are stretching your toes.
Good morning, kitty.
How are you today?
Are you making the coffee or the eggs?
I see you have captured much of the pillows
and wrapped yourself up with some sheets.
Its a foggy dull morning and a little bit cold
and I do not blame you in the least.
Good morning, kitty.
How are you today?
I yawn and see you peek at my teeth.
Good morning, kitty.
You are looking well.
Do you have a little yawn for me?
Little mouth opens and with a furry smile
a sneeze explodes into my eyes.
With a shout and a shake I am wide awake
and starting my day half blind.
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