Monday, March 30, 2009

le lit de la mer | la mer dans son lit;

la mer dans son lit


mon mal de tête
n'est plus

les voiliers s'envolent
mes cerfs-volants
du pacifique acceptent
l'invitation au sommeil
l'invitation à la nausée

au mal de mer

mais les grands me guideront
loin je le sais

parole céleste
des pêcheurs à sec


le lit de la mer

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

cocotte, où te caches-tu?

cocotte, où te caches-tu?

cocotte, où te caches-tu?

il importe parfois de réiterer les banalités les plus banales.

"on fait ce qu'on peut avec qu'on a."
"ainsi va la vie qui va."
"c'est la vie."

ah la vie.

il importe aussi de ne pas sombrer dans la fatalité.

"on fait ce qu'on peut avec qu'on a, mais on cherche à avoir plus."
"ainsi la vie qui va, mais elle a le hoquet."
"c'est la mort."

ah la la.


Monday, March 23, 2009

tay al-ard;

tay al-ard reveries

tay al-ard reveries

i've got my reveries
all pinned up & ready


Wednesday, March 18, 2009

there are many ways to stay alive;

there are many ways to stay alive

make a wish

cheekbones will keep the creases close under my eyes,
kitting, kidding kitten-style, flying knotty kites whatnot.


Tuesday, March 17, 2009

skies real or imagined;

skies real or imagined

i don't know what's up there beyond the sky
it's been a long, a long time coming
but i know a change gonna come,
oh yes it will


Sunday, March 15, 2009

Friday, March 13, 2009

the ties that bind;

the ties that bind

the ties that bind

i do not wish to undo
what has been spoken
very quietly i have said
all senses i felt with
fingers for the binds
tying me in pulling
my hands to a world
with meaning without
tailspin nor


Tuesday, March 10, 2009

bloody nose;

i bleed all over
in dreams i lose my mind,
but not my heart.

beyond the words, there is a body
i should not have to remind.

fingers, nails, lips, breath.

this desperate urgency
for the acknowledgment
of my shell: discuss.

what have i been relegated to?

my bloody nose,
in dreams and in mares;
the words sliding across
my body, the words
drifting on the very curves
of your forgetting.


Sunday, March 8, 2009

know your luck | inside & out;

know your luck | inside

know your luck | outside

there is no sleep,
only different states of consciousness.

there is no comfort in forced stasis,
only pathless static.



Sunday, March 1, 2009