Mudflap Fixation

Burn rubber, landlubber! Lay strips of watered-down soul. No vengeful dirt will fly from our wide wheels. These dangling machinations sport cartoons or incantations, protect the high speed vision from a possible collision. Most trucks … Read more

Pocket Watchtower

Part time pyramids float in the moonlight, a sacrifice to geometric gods. I walk the wicker bridge but things don’t seem right. I dream of making it despite the odds. But everybody makes a calculation, … Read more

Crux Busters

In the bottom of the barrel, the cream of the crop languished, bruised, whipped and horribly folded, busted crowns and halos all about. The Crux Busters signature, plain as the glass on your face, a … Read more

My Deer

You are the cat’s pajamas. You are the dog’s bow tie, the extra L in llamas, the owl’s nighttime eye. You are the sow’s silk purse, the horse’s lucky shoe. You taught the bird to … Read more

A Neologistic Explosion

Consequences (n) the numbers given to prisoners. Logarithm (n) the sound of a deep sleeper snoring. Prehensile (adj) refers to a virgin rooster. Capstan (n) where one hangs his head ware. Culpability (n) the knowledge … Read more

Retirement Blues

I’m looking for some glue, but all the tubes are empty. In the kitchen, aerosol cans hiss and try to tempt me. I’ve stolen vodka from next door. I’ve smoked a pipe of stems. I … Read more

Broken Crown

Jack and Jill went out for supper at their favorite diner. Jill was wearing her best dress and couldn’t look much finer. Jack drank two large Bloody Marys along with his meal. But Jill abstained; … Read more

Run for the Border

Herein there is a wonderful honor, expressed in feedback, son. The hearing impaired will all be spared, and the rest will be undone. It’s a harvesting of silence, a blank slate of the ear. The … Read more

Morning Fur

Black dog with white paws on a red pillow. Feathered tendrils of a dream, erasing, as grey dawn, fanned by rain, laps the windows. Stumble toward electronics to confirm the world is still alive: no … Read more

Knock the Cover Off

Awake on a win, asleep on defeat, the competition always raged elsewhere. Inside, naught but grey matter, ideas splash and spatter. Yet nothing ever mattered anywhere. To nod off midst a rally, from mountains, all … Read more

Health Care

My Medicaid has been phased out, and I will die, without a doubt. Republicans have just rung my death knell. Obama Care did give me hope, but now I’m looking at the rope. Red senators, … Read more

Somewhere in Kansas

Dorothy’s hallucinating again. The telltale stare. The bulkhead stair. Playing the game, rolls a six, then boxcars, sixty-six. 666. The Oz number. Twister on the near horizon and she’s outside for the dog, a heroine … Read more

Riding With Jayne

Willie Mays days are here again. I traded my uncle the right to life for his extensive stencil collection. Now my art career can begin in earnest. First sign, "No Borgnines," writ large above the … Read more

Dump

Hazardous waste has piled up to my waist. It’s just a simple taste of worldwide doom. It seems our end is based on on-line cut and paste, and now we all are faced with satan’s … Read more

Father’s Day

Happy Fathers’ Day. The hours melt away. Only two more left to sell these cards. Door to door we’ll go, knocking, don’t you know, selling reminiscence and its shards. And it’s Daddy, Daddy-Oh. How I … Read more

To An Athlete Growing Old

His fingertips are raisins in a certain light, like fingerprints that just survived a twelve-round fight. His knuckles often swell and sometimes they will ache. And if he tried to throw a curve, it wouldn’t … Read more

Hollow Victory

It’s a hard shard to swallow. It’s a scarred card to follow. It’s a lumbering craft dragged out to sea. We were just getting started. The sand itself departed. Wave after endless wave and tree … Read more

Power Cord

Grab this dark cloud now and wring it out. Its tears will be the moneyed mead of oil. So, shut the lights off, mama, for, no doubt, you’re gonna have some acid in your soil. … Read more

Rocky Road

He’s got a fistful of fight but his hands are so small that to battle makes not one shred of sense at all. He emerges bloodied from every dust up. He howls like a wolf … Read more