Monday, May 3, 2010

Gogyohka 5/3/10

anger
rocks the boat
that makes the waves
that floods the beach
that drowns the child

the eagle on the pine branch
didn't even look at me
staring at the sunset
from the earliest dawn
in America

nostrils
full of socks
brain
choked
by a blanket

the beeping
morning alarms
telling everyone
on time
or late

the clock
goes around
and around
so why
is it still dusty?

2 comments:

Chi said...

love the last one. you are so charmingly funny!!!

-blessed holy socks, the non-perishable-zealot said...

Thank you. I'd like to share my finite existence with you, too. God bless you.