Wednesday, July 31, 2013

archer avenue sketch #1

a lonely flea market
framed in the bloodshot eyes
of a hustler who lost his gait
asking me for the time
leaning on a cane
listing like his ship sank
in a bottle of cognac
(i still checked my wallet after)

Monday, July 29, 2013

haiku 7.28.13

summer afternoon
subway platform heat mimics
the feel of your flesh

Friday, July 26, 2013

humming pain, evening rain

evening rain
that was hesitant once
coats the streets
like useless lottery scratch cards
at bodega thresholds

one doesn't feel so broken
at the edges 
you forget wounds that weep
and let the air give benediction
as your clothes get damp

your legs sing 
spirituals that stitch past pain
and present regret
weary blues wait their turn
as you can barely stand

when what you got
is soreness and a weary heart
and few give a damn past their umbrellas
reluctant rain just reminds you
to let your pain hum 

because who wants to remember 
those kinds of words?

Sunday, July 7, 2013

orange pekoe, summer steam

this steam
that makes the day swim under high sun,
could be nothing else
but the scent from your neck
rich with green grass vapors and orange pekoe
brought to boil with a stare.

as the afternoon sways
much like the latitude of your hips
full and fleshly like guanabana before first bite,
i picture your hands weaving with light
bringing out gentle words with sweat
that pales in sweetness next to a waiting smile.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

haiku 7.1.13

seething lust, soft sighs
bared skin under looking glass;
watching, she likes me