Horrid Pastoral

There, the giant ball of butter
melts over the cracked cake
of life up here.
Smiles brightly at the
engines and closed buds
and commercial mockings
of its form.
It swallows the tracks of
hello's, goodbye's, and
I-love-you's
as it talks to just us,
waiting under its shadow.

Ambiance

Well, I don't care. I can't sleep at night as it is, I don't want a light as bright as a thousand suns shining through my window. I'm not going to buy entirely new blinds for my house simply because you want to place a street lamp outside my window. There is no point to it anyway. Well, people shouldn't be out walking at night in the first place. Well, that's why I have a cat, they walk themselves. It's going to ruin the ambiance of the neighborhood. There's no need to raise your voice, I was just trying to have a civil conversation.

Medicine for Memories

Only you can bring me joy
when I have drank too much. The boy

would not stop giving me the glass,
so I went right down on my ass

enduring laughs from everyone!
I must admit that it was fun

now that I have you to remind
me. That's right, my homework fell behind

my bed. Oh Perrier, the sparkling
mineral water, you have been so darling.

Dusting on Anxiety

Forever it will be gone, now.
Gone from its peaceful home
where it was so kindly nestled.
Because I was careless
and too selfish to worry
over its well being.
Now I will never forgive myself
for ruining its inhabitance
and taking what it had known
for its entire three month life.
Oh, dust upon the shelf,
I'll never forgive myself
for ending you with that
bright red rag, moistened
with my future guilt.
I cannot bear to think how
joyful my life would have been
had I just left you in the home
that you were always meant
to be.

Sestina for a Skank

What can I do to my skank
for a relatively reasonable rate?
I'm pretty sure she's super hot
and way too good for me
to waste any of her time.
I guess I better go.

She said I better go
for calling her a skank.
She got really irate
about it. I thought it was hot
because this all is kinda new for me,
anyway, that was last time.

She keeps looking at the time
like she wants me to go
away. She's such a skank,
standing there, trying to rate
my "performance". It's too hot.
This isn't right for me.

Looking up at me,
reminiscing on the "good times"
and begging me not to go,
she promises to be my skank
forever. At whatever rate
I please. I know she's in hot

water if she's saying I'm hot
and suddenly treating me
like this. Will I take the time
to help her out so she can go
away? This sly skank
that told me Bonnie Raitt

was stupid and is rated
too highly? It was hot
and I was weak. And me,
I had been planning all this time
to finally get out and go
away from this skank.

I rate this girl the only skank
that's hot enough to go
and make me waste my time.

A Walking Sonnet

What horrors my feet have walked upon in
summers and in winters just the same,
that I should dare not speak of where they've been
for fear that you will rightly go insane.
I'll tell you, some of these might well be sin
if I had knowledge of from where they came.
A piece of chewing gum and then its twin
and rusty fishing lours that had no names.
I guess I should suppose it's only right
that I be hit with all these punishments,
for being barefoot is not quite a sight
for sophisticated ladies and gents.
I will still walk nearly naked despite
all of the harmful things on the cement!

Pantoum for Woolf

Going up and down,
I see the mark
that has been there
for too long.

I see the mark
and it's a fuzz.
For too long
I have let it stay

'cause it's a fuzz.
It's harmless so
I have let it stay
up until today.

It's harmless so
now I"ll take it down.
Up until today
I was too scared.