2007 Time Capsule

--
chocolate & silver in my pocket--
food of the gods & coin of the realm
false levelers: pleasure & trade
in pleasure, absent foreign values

(Donnerstag 2te August- 1508h)

this city (or another dare not speak its name-- )
draws me back to dream ahead
streets now full of newly grown-up strangers
draw me out to draw me in...

draw ya a picture? a pencil-old map?

to source (this) final strength
in a lifetime of weakening evasion
as a natural, deadened outcome
not synonymous with courage
but cradled in its bivouac...

(Longstanding Grudges)
slick little weeyotch--
pointedly bringing up your boyfriend
in our every conversation
only to suck my buddy's dick
so casually he bragged to me about it--

after the drunks in the pub
under your artsy corner room
quiet down, I manage
to collapse in your guest bed

'nice guys finish last'--
I guess I never knew it was a race

(Dear Thomas)
you got a life with a wife
& three kids as both cause & effect
of your business success

your middle age alarm clock
rang the short edge of some youthful dream
awake

you once were a geek
--like the crowd at your feet
or back in the cheap seats

but you're normal now, you
gratefully let us know--
you're normal now
& there's no going back
--