Recall Reflections

Recall Reflections

when I come to know
or understand who he is
I will cease to write of John Carey (and,
laying my pen down
at the graveside of
that simple, difficult, unhappy man

Mirrors

Mirrors

I ask their mirrors
half-naked
clutching the remains
of some stolen loves &
trying to light ash again;
why me?

Working Still Life Classes

Working Still Life Classes

I don’t want my depressions taken
from me – taken too seriously;
rather fodder for endless jokes &
no hatreds revealed
but rage & rats cause bitter smiles to blossom
into joyous things;

Release

Release

after years I understood that I
am not the great hero of my
own poems; all failures &
cruelties are mine & belong
to me – all weaknesses of the world
are the weaknesses I own

Submission

Submission

I am tired of submitting to your beauty
as I am tired of submitting to the endless
magazines online nothings & hand-stapled
dreams
& their editors
careless with their editing