Friday, December 28, 2007

under the street tree

under the street tree
frozen bits
of dogs pee
as they stick
to her little lips
smiling with
the X-mas dream
santa lost his way
and so also the wolf
as trees you know
don’t sprout chimneys

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Here lies santa

here lies
the 1st lie
the 1st bribe
putting a price
for being “good”
the 1st abdication
by absolute powers
of their accountability
the first carrot to conform
first blame on forces beyond
for dead dreams dreamt thru the year

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

My shrink died

my shrink died
in the trench
fragments of
his analysis
embedded in my brain
like shrapnel
clawed out with
blunt needles
bleeding nails
dreams of death
This was triggered by an old post by Anki ( ) Check her Sept 07 archive for "Case study 1515 BSC" --- Great writing!

Friday, December 14, 2007

the stage, us and the dance

we were two
in our own wombs
sitting dormant
like dressed mannequins
no smell of life
from this man and woman
no sound of breath
just the stillness of death
the throbbing of the restless soul
trapped in the hollow stage
insane with waiting for the call
to break out of this spot-lit cage
till the old man's worn out hands
beat the soft slow rhythm
and filtered flavoured strands of light
etching patterns on the frame
oh, we took life tottering steps
like dancers on swan-off legs
steep desire, pain and anger
on edges of sanity
licking sweet danger
dancing for the gods we slay
and the little demons we pray
the nests we break
the tears and joy we fake
the truth is the smell of sweat
of dance, swirling mist and dust
the truth is the old mans hands
the deafening silence of the band

Wednesday, December 5, 2007


what we shared
warms the feet
with its fur
what we did not share
strains to break free
almost breaking
the leash