Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Noah Ferrer

Death

Was the empty aluminum cans
In an suv
Ruunning the red light

It was the crunching sound of metal
And tires screeching

Death was glass like stars
And a street lamp descending

Fallen
Shattered
Destroyed

A family destroyed
My friend destroyed

And eleven year old Noah Ferrer
Gone from this world

At 12:26am

Sunday, January 29, 2012

(K)no(w) Life

There are living organs
Beneath it's skin
There are aspirations and sciences
And well developed lexicons
That it acknowledges and lives by

But it lives it's life in spurts
Between traffic jams
And red lights
And waiting rooms
And jail cells
And court ordered therapy groups

Waiting for its sparse little moments
Tiny windows of time

Where even if by only the flicker of a clock

The animal might show itself

But then
It would be back to
Standing in line
For the espresso it craved all morning

There is no life
Here

Pray the sun explodes

Become the ocean

Kill everything that you are

Friday, January 27, 2012

Kemperesque

when skin turns
a biopsy reveals
sparkling polaris

curious teeth in the shelterbelt

a war drum
is just an instrument

the human animal
licks it's jowls

and a garbage disposal gurgles
with torn esophagus

the womb is a sunburst
in outer layer
a cavity on the inside

a living, breathing wound

all static is just noise
schizophrenic to panoramic
coming in through every pore

laying dead
and half eaten
on the kitchen floor

Nile

She smiles with alexandria to luxor
And in my arms with alexandria to luxor

And the whole world from alexandria
To luxor

And her scent is calming
Her beautiful hair


Hair
As long as the nile

From alexandria to luxor

Coveted girl
Beautiful girl

Mai tai girl
Fiddling with

Sand
Turned to glass
Somewhere in the desert

Vague

i can only see myself through

someone else's eyes.

Monday, January 23, 2012

A Prayer

Your finger lingers
The stinger hypodermic
Rosary beads
For the heart
And it's
Remora, the aorta

I had never seen him cry before

Scared with
Sparkling child's eyes
Where the tile is white as nothing

Im prowling in a nocturne
With anesthetics for urns

And they'll cut open his chest tomorrow
And they'll do things to his heart

And I'm scared





Please
Don't take my grandpa.

Friday, January 20, 2012

Exit

My eyes are so heavy
And the road in front of me
Is like time lapse footage
Miles of black ribbon
Disappearing under the tires
Little flash frames
Between zoning out
And coming to

An uneasy Schumann on the radio

I think about hospitals and clean white tile
The rhythm of a lifeline
The date of expiration

And I realize
The center divider is a better exit
Than any off ramp

I want to die screaming

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Happiness

the ghetto flowers
could swallow an airplane
with those butterfly eyes
flickering like they're caught
between radio stations

the brevity of ghosts
twisting off my lips
vanishing as they always do

some things are expected

a little roman finds a mark antony

and we watch airplanes
traveling into the orange forever-long
the color of goodbyes
the day expiring and losing complexion

butterflies will die

and when the C battery explodes
(the one i was told not to put in the fire)
stars will rain down
(in a 30 ft radius)
and I will be scraped and I will be burned

and I will be

happy

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Thought(less)+ness

The sound of paper balls
Tumbling about outside my van window
They're like eyeballs
Without pupils

They're stillborn thoughts
Premature and not yet ready to live

Dead things in the breeze
Whirling against the alley wall

My pen drips ink and it is
Milk dripping from a wet nurse
To nourish the asphalt

And all its urine stains, condom wrappers,
Gum spots dried and blackened

A bit of wasted life

And I am searching now
Maybe for something I can relate to

Something I can wrap my head around
Something real

"is this real?"

I jot it down
Stare at it for a moment
Then I crumple it up

And I toss it out the window


Tuesday, January 10, 2012

IX (cor)

I have little faith anymore

I taste like nothing
I move like air

I am beauty
Swallowed up and then passed

Feeling forever
Without her

Feeling one horseman shy
Of a sky
In flames

Ingesting all poisons
To fill the cavity beneath my rib cage

Bryan is gone

All sunrises gone
All feeling gone

And he is never coming back

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Not Even Worms

Your mouth is opened so wide
Your eyes are so shiny with tears

You're screaming
But I can't hear you
Over mozart's Jupiter
My ear buds nestled in nice and tight

Dragging the exacto knife
From just below your sternum
Trailing down between your labia

I have wondered some things

I have wondered
If I could stomach torturing you

But i wonder more wether or not
The soil could stomach
Your vile taste

Friday, January 6, 2012

Neola

Down a set of stairs

Like the vertebrae
Of freeway fatalities

A reminder
In satellites

Of elongated
Last syllables
Of words

You could have been her twin
Of the tongue

Danced a hearse

Dipped and then cursed
As titan

Did ascend