April 2013
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Refined height
Three cowboys eating denial for dinner.
Nine business men praying on old women for supper.
Five vampire children reading dickens to a bone grave.
Twenty one angels waiting to exist.
Thirteen lepers making love to school children.
11 apostles waiting for the last breakfast.
Fifteen blocks between hell and the west village.
Seven odd reasons to find the front of a taxi and fall.
Only the unwanted thoughts are awake these days…
March 2013
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Artifact
The ground bleeds Judas
As cities scream Venus
Rough hands pull her by the neck
I wept for you my sister
I’d fight for them (our mothers)
Though indifference divides
While Complexities confide
Congruent extensions of faith
Was a laughing cloud
Dissipating in the wind
“There is no god to save us now.”
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Yesteryear
Begot me green leaves
Tell me tales
beneath the wales
Of child birds with tiny ails
Clean my feet
when I have lost
Clear this thought
when I am not
“We are all Heroes to nobody,
But we were once lovers in some body…”
February 2013
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November 2012
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the astronaut proxy 2nd draft
The Astronaut Proxy
By Nicholas Duff
You never heard of the astronaut proxy? Then read and become rich with knowledge my sisters and my brothers. If they ask who told you, tell em from the mouth of old man GRACE ROY JONES (All sixty eight years and two hundred and twenty pounds of me). I am the voice from Coney Island to the belt, from the bridge to Nassau, I am Brooklyn. Hear it in my GOT’ DAMN...
October 2012
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Who cares? Not me.
*Working title* (song)
Verse 1
The house came alive and I ran away
I have no time, and I will not sleep
meanwhile insides are spilled out,
but I’m still awake, just not feeling great
and a graveyard train runs through my head
it never stops, and Im always late
but I wish these corpses would get up and leave
or maybe dance, like an expired dream
chorus 1
In a little house
In a little town
everyone
...
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The castle
Hysterical
Unbearable
The walls, the floors
The water, the mores
Surrounding
Confounding
The silence, the finance
The anguish,the ambivalence
“Im starving on a diet of anti-solidarity
And the throne room doors are locking you out.”
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9:15 October 10th
Locking your keys in your car is not how you want to start off your 2 hour commute. I’m writing this so I remember how dumb I can be.
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September 2012
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Keepsake
Speckled wounds
Pinhole bludgeons
Stone by stone
A personified blight
Beneath the timid timber lying
Engraved behind the tigers lie
A novice grieves a Goliath’s novella
And a lover sleeps just fine tonight
My brother said I was a horrible poet. No more writing for this guy!
If my affections formed a rope they would hang me.
I smiled once, and a child cried
It never viewed a prettier sight
And there for it had to die
I’m an abortionist
Not an abolitionist
For I don’t believe in politics
I’m not a faked face lunatic
Just crazy, and for the record
out of my mind…
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Four hands would be better then none
More progress in the field
More data in the forest
When I was 9, I was so happy I died
When I was 11, I came back not so nice
Four legs would be Better then one
Who likes pirates anyway?
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The sky darkens.
Automobiles stop and go.
Venice sinks.
Everything that is,...
– George Hitchcock
I understand this so much! Hegel reference!Awesome!
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Memoirs of Montauk
Tiny buildings
Floating isles
A vineyard meadow
And a late train rides
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I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by...
youngest3:
Part from Howl.
By Allen Ginsberg.
Yes!
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Models to mothers to models again...
I see you sulking in your skin
Waiting in your car
Reapplying your thick mascara
your black lung tar
You have dreams?
Do you have a clue?
Or are you choking on designer names
While your family becomes a zoo
Sagittarius A we should call you
An endless empty void
A bathtub is screaming your name
Bring the toaster, silence the noise
Here comes the fall
These days are strange, and I kind of feel confused…
Infinite death times infinity
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Sometimes I hate everything. Even me.
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Just sleep
I Wake to the sound of your voice
Caught inside my head
The dark room has noise
Between the pillow and my ear
I scream loud, but nothing comes out
I talk low, but the hum is all we know
Can you hear me?
Am I still dreaming?
A wave comes crashing in
Smashing my building brick by brick
A boy rides a rocking horse
A short life was not his choice
But is it anyone’s anyway
Not me, not...
August 2012
1 post
Lion
From a distance I see you coming
A hungry song I heard you humming
“oh where, oh where, can my baby be?”
With blood on your face
And flesh on your teeth
Miles away I had no fear
But now your mane is near my ear
And I want so bad to kiss your neck
Make love with your words
Inhale your breath
hair wild like autumn
eyes tame like July
Your the one I’ve always wanted...
July 2012
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Garba…
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Weddings….
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The short memoirs of a peanut butter and jelly...
I once had a grade school “crush.”
I told her so during lunch.
She laughed and blushed.
Her thoughts still hush.
Now I’m “smooshed” on the pavement.