T-bird At The Gila River, Summer '05




"Advice: learn poems so that you don't have to write them.
Strategies are useless testimonials."
- The Book of Warnings, D. Whitehead

This pretty life is death's comma,
we are in between, constructing
the darkest layer in the top soils
over which the eagle flies
with the owl, as same as the bug.

Once I stood on a reservation
for Indians and thought.
The wild wisdoms entered
into the world's recorder
like drugs with the cackle
of gypsies and caw of old birds.

When suddenly! Like that!
…the newest grand canyon opened
her secret vaults to receive
the sound and reek of vomit leaving the throat
of a drunkard who turned in and then, sped away.
Ah, the stories the rocks will tell.