Long Spackled Poems

So you think you know just how us cowboys should behave
But listening to your jawing, I hear Chisholm spinning in his grave
A Cowboy who don’t drink or cuss, I’ll tell you that’s not right
Ain’t you...

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Swaying and shuffling to the bathroom,
		once again,
			I hoped this time that I’d summon the wherewithal 
		to finally start my Saturday.
  	But my visit was bookended by
		my usual return to bed.
The previous night’s tequila and...

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When we walk the campus
			to what used to be the center,
			we might miss the venerable place.
			Taller piles of brick and towers
			obscure the central space
			of Western Pennsylvania brownstone.
			Who hasn’t heard the poet moan:
			“Present concerns shroud the...

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Smeared summer blue skylight
                               ...

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Head over heels, I fell in love
With a pothole.
Twirling through the air in total weightlessness,
Spinning out of control, skateboard watching from the sidelines
Until Crack! Head first onto the pavement.
And my whole world 
Shatters. Mind to...

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Written: November 19, 2023
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Beyond the ethereal hues, reigns peace,
Incongruous with intrinsic ease.
Noshing desire tugs at the core fibers of my soul,
Wear tiredness...

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Peas in the laundry
Skates on the stairs
Car keys in the trash
(put there on a dare)
Raisins in the carpet
Cheerios in the john
Nail polish on the dog
Laundry dots the lawn


A child lives here it's clear to see
Or...

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i have kissed beneath summer’s sweltering
fragrance your array of spackled decay

in lovely gardens; sweet roses weltering
plundered and plucked; an incidental lay

beneath your satin I have run my fingers, 
trembled as famished breasts groped my 
own;...

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