Show Poem… No one is a frozen wave / Sat. Nov. 7/ Mills Records KC,MO #Poetry 

Schwervon!

Untitled photo by Rachel Sky

Woke up not thinking.
What’s in your pussy?
Hands inside.
Fingers like sky scrapers
Poking through the clouds.
Back pocket full of wanting.
Hair creeping out from beneath
Pancake panties
Hot black coffee straps
Burn a path
From the house to the lawn.
You’ll never feel better
Until you admit that there’s anger

The ghost of a cat
Teaches us to individualize
Our restraint protocls
To love ourselves
Properly
Trusting the beat.
Hanging out after the show.
We all understand the pain
Behind every note
The dots connect
Where the love is
That is where
We all have our sides
In plain sight.
No one is a frozen wave

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Show Poem: Just one conversation Can change the whole Mood of your poem… Saturday. May 30 / Warrensburg, MO / The Bay #Schwervonpoetry

Schwervon!

UntitledI wallow just like
the rest of the wet piglets
Slipping and sloshing
Like a virgin trout in love
At the hatchery

The mud
never touches my exquisite
cloven hooves

On very little sleep
I eat badly

all around
The entire city cheers
For what they get
With a lot of hard work
And very little effort

Bombs exploding
One after another
Rapid succession
Compressed, quantized and equalized

And the fans go wild

Just one conversation
Can change the whole
Mood of your poem

Pyro city in a water world
That’s my soul up there
Sun spots on the backs
Of our hands
More fireworks
Less drunken fish fight
Choreography

Let’s break a leg on it

We’ll make the stars dance
Like they dance on
Dancing with the stars

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David party of one


Bed in the center
Surrounded by trees
And fallen leaves

Half used pens in a coffee cup

Smelling is enough
David party of one

Dedicated to the art

The city is not a jungle
There is no clean well lighted place
No sauce making

My feet are snakes
My shoulder block of ice

Empty bleachers
Continent foot prints

All the pieces of fruit
The plastic clinging to
Edges of bowls

We don’t talk
We play music