The only true way to tell a martial arts
master
is if they can appreciate the beauty
of a simple stump.
Don't be mistaken. There is a great
and honest magnificence
in their foreshortened form.
Their roost ride the
diametrics of acceptance and apathy
So you don't have to.
Who else would do that for you?
Hard friends are good to find.

A stump will always be there for you
to sit on
and contemplate your woeful life.
So priceless, yet undervalued.

Legacy

The word love
is getting tossed around
a lot
these days.
I'm here to tell you-
I'll have you know
that your poetry
will soon evaporate.
Your pretend audience
will go on strike.
All you old 'work'
will be put in a quiver
shaped like a racoon's bottom
And will be shot
ineptly
at targets yet to be taken out of their packaging.

I sold my childhood dreams
to buy out of season fruit.
You bought the stale fantasies of life
from an old woman.
We could put our spoils in a pot
blanch
and make a haunting dessert.

Sleep in

Sometimes I find myself
too scared to get out of bed
Scared of what the world might bring.
You are safe no matter what.
But in the mornings just after dreaming,
before waking
one foot softly placed on the doormat of the living
the other soul planted in the cosmic stew of oneness
It's a hard call to make.

Phenomenal world-
you supply me with so much, all the time
eternity, infinity,
but sometimes
I need just a little bit more
from all of you.

I put my heart in a glass vase

by my bed
near a window
Because, in these trying times
you have to know where your
vital organs are.

Anyone who wants to hold it
has to sign a binding contract complete with deposit.
Go ahead drop it.
I could use the money to buy
some more things to lean on.
I can never hold myself errect these days.

When I Die

When I die,
I have asked the scientists
to extract my
worm-ridden heart
and plant it in your garden
in front of your kitchen window,
So that we can get to know
eachother better.
Maybe I will finally have more to say
and will chat with you on the
breeze.
You won't be able to ask any favors
from me.
And I won't have to think up any
too quick excuses.

I only look vata.
on the inside
my whole skeleton is made out of
yellow fat gobs.
Squished together to hold
my flesh in an upright manner.