Flashes 32

A cigarette

smoker’s

rebellion

Some people

aren’t yet tired

of being suckers

Las Vegas:

Gehenna

as shopping mall

*

The openness

of

lonesomeness

It’s like he’s

humping himself

when he talks to you

That job will

make you take

the world too seriously

*

Less “myself,”

strangers say

I look familiar

Perceiving everything

through the prism

of one’s prejudice

What have you done

for your third eye

lately?

*

A noble goal:

to be less full of shit

than the average asshole

I am quiet.

I let others

talk.

Howling

in the center of me,

Brother Loneliness!

*

No real justice

comes from

insulting someone

Old men

gazing at

newspapers

Take

your

meditation

*

People

raging to adapt

to the unadaptable

No

I won’t

hurry for this train

The Placebo Effect

is still

an effect!

*

Could you

do your job

without coffee?

It’s all a mirror—

but it’s not you

in the mirror

In San Francisco

missing

San Francisco

.

9 Haiku

Watching winter rain

through a restaurant’s window—

forgetting the rest

Here’s another man

broken from the busy world

looking much like me

Like Kerouac’s moon

this December sliver is

“the toe nail of God”

*

Roaring lions mute

in the rough granite moldings

of an old building

That ancient face

nesting in an old palm tree

seems to be weeping

Springtime in the park—

life could be an orgy,

but why is it not?

*

Limousine chauffeur

more poised and handsomely dressed

than his passenger

Clubfooted pigeon

eases right between my feet—

plucks some fallen meat

Sitting in lotus

on a downtown bench at lunch—

socks with stupid names

.

Space Alien Sympathy

I know you are upset with what

The world is like—

All you humans are

I know you are acquainted with

Lonely nights—

All you humans are

Throw back the curtain

Let me see you, dear

Let me be certain

You are really here!

I know you are uncertain almost

All the time—

All you humans are

I know you are inclined to chase

A wild ride—

All you humans are

Throw back the curtain

Let me see you, dear

Let me be certain

You are really here!

I know you are a dreamer and a

Wide-eyed child—

All you humans are

I know you are unsure the work is

Worth your while—

All you humans are

Throw back the curtain

Let me see you, dear

Let me be certain

You are really here!

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9 Haiku

Concert in the park—

did I suddenly land on

Planet of the Young?

Cupped in my still hand,

loosely curling upon itself—

a strand of her hair

Building’s long shadow

darkens a little park’s lawn—

downtown traffic noise

*

Scratching the sidewalk,

a twisted brown fallen leaf

like an old hawk’s claw

Invisible bird

sings peeSOO! peeSOO! peeSOO!

while the hammers bang

Fall solemnity—

afternoon cup of coffee

under cold grey skies

*

Toward the tall buildings

I walk among tightfaced crowds—

downtown loneliness

Hands jammed in my pants

and dressed like a fallen leaf—

November morning

Gleaming like a grin

among cold unblinking stars—

autumn crescent moon

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