Monthly Archives: August 2013

Half-hearted titles

Cloudy expansesand Vietnamese noodlesmake relaxing days An infected woundover kitty’s right eye drainsmore than one expects More than anyoneTexas heat really loves summer,hopes it never ends Trees shift in dry airand sway like wavering thoughts,idyllic midday

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Sleepy Fridays

Got to bed early just to wake to construction at absurd hours OK––two days now? Meh, can’t blame the guys in the unbearable sun Small cups of coffee help keep those jitters from hands, legs, arms and shoulders

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Musing upon crepuscular rays

Striated layers of smoke spanning the room’s width–– small Sargasso Sea Recall the things unchanging like first day crowds, the smell of the bus [A shorter haircut years ago might’ve paid off]

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Time for BBhaiQ

Passports, art and ass, successfully applied for and looked at by three Stomach beckons forth, “Fill me with brisket and sauce!” The poet abides

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Aprolific

It’s just hard to write, spending seasons repressing loss perpetual

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Summoned to Travis County Courthouse

Hundred and five bucks for court costs on a ticket? It’s just paperwork!

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Starving Artist(ic tools)

The pen grows hungry crying out for sustenance from forgetful hand

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Page counter blues

So much time spent in digital isolation, view counter zero It’s always been said, “It’s not how, it’s how many,” I don’t like that line.

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Twelve hours late

Lazy days fearing speeding tickets flowering into felonies A stupor of heat unceasingly, subtly brings Summer lethargy

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Retitled

As heat grows milder, cicadas reach a diminuendo, September looms. The world’s a scary place if you aren’t the one creating it all.

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The things that remain

A house’s frame shakes, reverberates whenever it shuts out the world Someone should have said something about alcohol to you back in D.A.R.E.

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An increasingly uncomfortable evening at home

Shifting furniture like empty lungs struggling against the void. Immeasurably,the sanity of otherserodes confidence

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Refreshing evenings haiku

Voluminous hair Enlightened conversation Cheap bottle of wine A slight break from heat In Central Texas summer But we’re still sweating

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A night downtown haiku

Can straight men be called faggots for yelling at girls to put more clothes on? And that’s the problem with linguistic nihilism: No words will offend

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A wild haiku appears

A sweltering day As subtle as treacherous Half-smoked cigarettes

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