from One Nite Pig (Poems: New, Selected, Remastered)
I HEaRD
I HEaRD
bi-polars and Poets
Never let go.
On a spit (PIG) Turning
Was wrapped far too tight to wriggle.
I wAs roasted then
Given New Angels.
REpocalypse
When you hear banjos playing Deliverance
and Thank God I'm a Country Boy
The END is nigh boy.
Two HIGH truths in this life:
If only the moon were as round
and perfect
as Jane Baldur's ass
(In the 1980's Made for Television Sci Fi Epic -V-)
Or if the world is too complex
(Too big, too scary, too evil, too much)
You can always start again.
____________________________
Sign of the Cross
My fingers' faith
Masticates dreams
Cows with cud
"I want to be at least as alive as the vulgar." --Frank O'Hara
"Give me a moment." --The Misfits
Visitation (My Head)
Recycling talons
That killing girl
Scratching brain words
Angel.
(side of feathers)
Writer's block
tonight.
Like shooting craps--
A gamble.
Prowling mojo psalms.
Unattainable
Visitation
How to appreciate art.
Bend thy knee!
Frank O'Hara is
Never running out of verse.
(My Head)
I'm down
In it
sinking
Other poets so
Prolific
But I am facing
the last stanza.
"...he had never been hated by a potato before." --Nicholson Baker
Shed
Saddest face.
Superfluous mASK.
Line up Princesses
It's time to play.
3 tears.
No, 5 tears
Who wins this year?
Naturally, the one with the
Suicide Gifts.
After all
Thy sky only
-FALLS-
once.
Shed
Saddest face.
Superfluous mASK.
Line up Princesses
It's time to play.
3 tears.
No, 5 tears
Who wins this year?
Naturally, the one with the
Suicide Gifts.
After all
Thy sky only
-FALLS-
once.
Nobius Black wears many hats. He’s a father-of-four, husband, Aikido and Fan Kan Jitusu black belt, martial arts school owner/instructor, online book seller, editor, poet, APA Centauri Central Mailer, scrap dealer, gardener, obsessive reader, freight forwarder (by trade), and the creator of Calliope Nerve. He doesn’t sleep enough.
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