My New Word

My new word for poetry is insomnia. I'm a great insomniac.

I need a Rev

I need a Revlon

Girl.

No, not really. I don't desire any particular

Revlon model. I just saw an old poster &

I thought that was a good line.

A good line of words I thought of.

Not a cosmetic one.

Not "not a

cosmetic line of words" though it is a truly

superficial phrase; Not “not a good Cosmetics

Line.” I can't speak to the quality of their

products; I simply have no idea. For that

I need a

Revlon Girl. I want an

Avon Lady.

Some Folks

Some folks ain't got no class. Others lack insight. Neither? that's a horrible double bill. I was on a train, but it's been a while. Often on various trains but not lately. When's the next train? Is it the one the intended riders deride? Now it's just helicopters for me, and I only hear them overhead.
Some folks, also: no style. Oh that's a tough slog. Cliches and I don't know what, milkshakes? I avoid those interactions. I like the holy people, and I don't mean righteous. I don't mean it at all, I'm talking about a characteristically quantifiable but essentially inimitable quality of individuality.

the book i wrote that caused this post

the book i wrote that caused this post
is out of print by virtue of being unpublished 

i am misdirected and sane; I am possessed of its manuscript.

star power eludes most fingertips, written by hand ain't no angle nor the sounds nor the tragedy of sleep.

i am appalled today.

i have left the rebellion to cover the ascendancy.

dispatch from the colony

wishes for retreat

.

WHEN i Was Frankenstein's

WHEN i Was Frankenstein's monster, I carried a feathery umbrella, I wore a fine cap. i Was spoken of in hushed tones not from fear but from reverence. i Was a monster, a true success.

Six Heroes Named No One

No one, who could fly

No one, who could lift tall buildings

No one, who was pure
No one, who was divine

No one, who could negotiate

No one, who won