Riding Midnight

Heat hugs onto every curve
Wheels tilt at every turn
We are parallel to the river
Geese honk
Turtles startle and splash
Tight ass in front of me
Rhythmic pumping pedals
Leading the way
She turns to laugh
The humidity creates a haze
Around her aura
A halo of my dreams.

Dream State

I beg you not to come again
Dreams dribble out
A bucket of honey
With stingers flecked
In the light
So sweet
So painful
Amber memories
Spatter the walls
Of this brain
Abject beauty
Incredible horror
Opening my eyes
The day dawns
Sweet taste upon
My dreadful tongue.

Illusory

Perfection
It comes in
Impeccably wrapped
Shiny boxes
Little tiny cubes
Filled with nothing
But illusion.

Today's Headline: Brain Drain

It's jello
Stirred with spork
Catching some
Leaving most
Without insulation
It's gonna melt
Leak out of the ears
Evaporate
Become grains
Of pretty sugary gems
For the ants
To cart away
Joyfully
Re-purposed.

Not Gnat

An ash
From the former shitter's match
Masked itself as a gnat
Floating down down
Near my fingers
On the magazine's corner
I swatted at it
Still it floated
Around my hands
Intent on landing
Finally I opened my hand
It found me gazing
Upon it
Shaped like an embryo
Smeared into a foggy imprint
On a thumb's fleshy base.

Billion Track Mind

I got too many tracks
running alongside one another
too close together
in my brain
they all move fast
too fast
ripping the hinges off
every car
barreling down
a mountain.

A Poet's Life

It is indeed one of adventure
This life
A poet's life
We marvel at experience
The tastes of life
But this world
In which we find ourselves
Vixen goddesses
Young bucks
We are
Caged like animals
In a zoo.