Silence the inside words…Mon. April 20 / Shawnee, KS / Shawnee, Kansas #Schwervonpoetry


Suckle on
Coal coughing sugar tits

Silence the inside words

Hear to the scissory chirps
Of the nighttime sparrows

A good dog will always
Ruin a good tennis match

Stump emerges from the earth
Like a baby dinasaur from it’s egg

The hornets mourn
At my cars grill

Smoke fills the air
Softens the harsh light

Morning is my favorite
Time of sleep

Dream walking spoons
Light through the basement window

Before the breath moves
To the background

And eyes start talking smack

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Lost perfect words Between sleeping and waking

Lost perfect words
Between sleeping and waking

Give me that at least
A present for my sadness

The mystery of action
Upon all apparent vices

To see the bottom
And return

Robbins playing in snow
Squirrels dancing with sorrow

All of us

All of us crowned in blood

You have a choice
to turn the page
Or push the button
a choice
To swim the ocean
Between them

Courage to follow
Your mind where it wanders
To make use
Of the resting places
Along the path

To heighten your quest
For soft arrows and turning logs

Eternal reverb
a voice worth worshiping

Never spilling
Just moving