As the Beggar Sings

from the perches of your amorous perfection
the irony of your smile
daggers my wounds

i dream of crying

i can cry tearlessly all the sadness
from the rump of that bitch of the Mediterranean
as she crashes down on my cowed corpse

as the beggar sings

i never buried nobody
never stole no cents
all this judging cuts holes in my flesh

the embrace of darkness' cinders scolds my hollow eyes

flames burn lonesome in the ruins of useless embers

my enemies do not sleep and they hunt in packs
they have large stupid jaws with ugly words hanging from their tongues

my back is an open target
for their venomous darts

evolution had its way

it beat singularity and creativity to death

and now i roam
and now i roam

and now i beg a god could come
from this battered earth
and leave me solace
in the form a lonely poem

Witness to a Storm (after reading Yeats)

the grey stormbuoyant and dark in the sky
my legs crossed upon a bench
dark shiver from the deep

ladybird on my knee
boisterous fly expelled with open book

ladies' silhouettes past my insouciant eye

great is the spectacle beyond
lightning's prongs stabbing the rising waves
digging into mirrored grey spume

anger gnaws at heaps of seaweed
at the beach's diminishing border

the sun dances in my lap
seemingly unaware
of the storm's vagrant antagonism

just so i have been witness to the world
to the howls the rage the despair

bathing visitors hurry to umbrage

still my pen holds sway

i have no eager appetite to negate
long murky lines of horizon's rains
drawing a smoky curtain
over naked nature's pains

rather turn the pen over
spill this ink
clasp the concave moment
as light assembles into dark

clouds into torrent

Solitude 1

one day i shall writewithout hiding my words
from the smiles of day

i shall clothe myself
in dry stones

lizards shall cavort within my vagrant walls

my infinite limbs shall stretch
from the ends of the earth
to the blue horizon

i shall finally accumulate thoughts in emptiness
as the black snake stores heat from the southern sun

i shall laugh as i sing
a meandering passage toward the light