He described his life as a series of tasks
filled with the description of those tasks
how he’d cut the boards
what he did in the cotton gin
how he’d made the metal bracings for the chair in the front … Read on Macduff...
Book o’ Verse
Crow Daddy
It’s long past time
we end this charade.
This intricate dance
designed to mask
your competence
at faxing.
As if it’s something to be
ashamed of
when we both know it’s a
source of strength.
We should celebrate it.
Our … Read on Macduff...
Those five sensations
I can
taste it.
Well, almost.
I can sort of taste the taste of it.
The soft peg-like extensions. The way
they protect me from poison
help me sort out
those five sensations.
It tastes good.
So far. That
safe … Read on Macduff...
night of gold bugs
Gold, polygonal shapes.
Rectangular bars,
hexagonal prisms,
discs,
truncated octahedrons
with soft fuzz edges and
little black legs popping off
their sides.
They were fighting each other
in tar-crackled dirt by a roadside stop.
A few feet over they were … Read on Macduff...
Sand-eyed boy
Scraped knee
so tough
his eyes dry up
when the pants tear through
and a red pearl forms
only sand
drifting out of his eyes.
Swirling crystals enough
to dust
his durable
stegasaurus band-aid.
The thing that I am after
When I transact toward an espresso
my intent
is to drink
the liquid part.
The cup and plate (and the spoon &c)
would remain the shop’s property.
Really, I just want to make sure
no one’s upset or confused (or … Read on Macduff...
There wert a time
There wert a time, oh a long time ago,
like in movie time, when you could
tip someone a sketch more than they’d expect
and you’d say “thank you” in a
low ruffled D and they’d say
“thank you,” … Read on Macduff...
Love words are plopping
The scariest guy in town sits on a bus bench beside his sweetie true.
His prison-gym forearms coiled energy all Pop-Eye'd and snarling with frenzied shag
end at knotted hands tranquill in her lap.
Driving past you can hear love… Read on Macduff...
Regrets
The food
inside my intestines
advances like a jungle animal
stalking me in small leaps
three inches, five inches at a time
seizing ground
rumbling
fixing me frightened to a point
because a jungle animal
doesn’t care how nice you … Read on Macduff...
Your enemy
Watching the movie
of your life and there’s
your enemy repositioned as
the hero
he’s a maverick
standing center
sympathetic
and she digs him
noble
pauses
and all.