a remote with dead batteries

deep in the throes of another episode in a series of hellishly episodic angellic hunger pangs crawling across broken promises of forever for a night for a weekend forsaken taken as the fool he portrays effortlessly on television shows broadcast on inverted satellite arrays beaming along the hollow birdbone skeleton of exceptional insufficiency there are […]

chess, not checkers

criminal misuseof basic prosedisguised in selfaggrandizing linesit justmakes me sadthese gamesplayed by childrenpretending atpious preachingcast as poetry. online lothariosnarcissistic saintsusing artless attemptsto bring old eyeswith zero interestin whatever snake oilthese thieves peddle. poetry is sacrednot a chess pieceto be played as checkersby clumsy pretenders. but you wouldn’tunderstand thatyou’d have to be ableto see past yourselveslong […]

wake up crying

some morningsthe pillowclutched tightmakes a poorsurrogatefor wheni wake upcrying buried inunansweredprayerslikean avalanche ofabandonedcicada huskswith faintlipstick kissesgone graywith dust


the sun isn’t shining today as the shadows absorb the land around me i am wilted just a profound sorrow that feels marrowbound in this moribund morning in mourning


woke up sad nothing helping workout shop cook nothing just an absent ache an icicle tapping against the cardial sac wishing for empty instead of frozen bobbing for chlorinated apples in the open sewer of my mind i have a headache but my heart feels bruised like a plum from lack of you nestled tight […]

the sky was gray and i was blue

the sky was blue, blue blue, clear blue, sky blue i lived up north a long time but i don’t think i ever saw blue ice, never quite understood, blue is cold, ice is cold, lips turn blue but i never saw blue ice sapphires are blue, sometimes blue, sometimes not, but those aren’t sapphires […]


she smiled at me sadly a storm in her eyes the only thing we shared in common was slowly dying by inches inside


most meals are simply consumed in the foolish need to remain among the living basic things of necessity there is nothing as sad as a bachelor meal of bland robotic repetition some nights i would prefer to be dead than rattle my chains as a shade of someone real existing is a poor showing of […]

a long way to go for little reward

i sat on the shore of the lake tossing pellets to the passing fowl an older gentleman sat near watching you look sad. he said i nodded need to chat. i asked if he ever wished he could do it all over again make better choices that would just make two more of them. i […]


i wrote a sad poem before bed last night but i read it and realized i didn’t want to have to be sad in the morning so i deleted it but when i woke up this morning i was sad anyway didn’t know if it was because i deleted it or if i just woke […]

spin cycle of tears

when i was a kid we went to the laundromat every sunday morning back then i hated it, or thought i did we would get up early, my father and i, and get there as it opened a deck of cards and endless hands of spades or hearts or go fish to make the time […]

doesn’t matter to me either

and i just stood in the shower the water washing the sweat and dirt from my tired body my head against the cool tile of the wall bah doesn’t matter to the kittens stalking prey in the talk grass outside doesn’t matter to me either my mind near shutting off as the streams bombarded my […]


happy endings are oxy morons, endings being inherently melancholy things even when a tale ends happily it is sad to let go of the world and characters that illicit those happy feelings bittersweet endings i can see happy not so much and i can’t think of a single ending in my life that was truly […]

but i can dream

i’ve been trying to figure out how to best introduce myself to you i thought maybe i would slide in, dressed up in a vest and bowtie, shirt tucked in, pocket watch chain hanging casually, my docs all shined up a smooth first impression say my name and assume you would recognize it, maybe go […]

magician, words

be prepared for the magical mystification of the poet illiterate be dazzled as he turns victory to defeat spins interlocking rings of indecisive dismay into a solid band of loss oooh and ahhh as he pulls depression from his hat and paints a scenic vista of the hell in his mind his unfaithful assistant saws […]

a father’s lament, words

my daughter has a crush watching young love in bloom is surreal and amazing stirs the heart strings and all that jazz i wish i could shield her from the dire effects, encase her heart in steel to protect it from the pain that is destined to come but i cannot my battered heart knows […]

sparse, words

one foot in reality one in the void head in the clouds heart out on loan the crumbling masonry work, dust from every shift in the now settling space rumblings of divine misfortune a broken wine glass and pool of sticky red is the centerpiece of the table blackened flowers, wilted and benign the remains […]

penny poetry shop is closed

two cowboys meet up on the way out of town “get your supplies” “everything but some penny poetry for my girl back home” “why didn’t you get any? i know he restocks six or eight times a day” “sign on the door said closed” “he does that, you gotta wait, he cannot go long with […]

trans-ition, a tale

I was sitting on the toilet, seat down, waiting for the wax to cool while bedazzling my leather thong when I had an epiphany. I said to myself, self it doesn’t get much better than this. Then I ripped the wax off and fought a scream. The price of being beautiful in this trying age […]

one of those, words

having a sad night one of those wish i were being held nights feathered indians by tyler childers faded by POS kills to be resistant by bully sound track of my mental state swore i would just go get a bottle of whiskey before doing this to myself again listen to sad songs and embrace […]

Cancer, a tale

“The cancer has spread throughout her body. She waited too long to come in.” “How long?” “Weeks. Maybe less.” “Weeks? What can we do?” “Keep her comfortable. It is aggressively attacking her.” “Chemo?” “She is too weak. It would only speed up the process. Look, I’m sorry to say this but you have to be […]

stain, words

today is a day for tears the sadness just seems so bottomless, welling up inside of me my mind is tumultuous, a jagged mess of broken shards of emotional stained glass but the stain feels deeper today the sense of sorrow and fracture i feel no joy, just loss, listless meandering thoughts of yesterday of […]