I could look forever

He’s got eyes that don’t stop
I could look forever
Feeling out every layer of color
Understanding the dilation of his pupils
Breathing in the veins interlacing his sclera
Swimming through his lenses
Reaching out to his cornea
Tickling his tear ducts
Fingering his long lashes
Living in the reflection of his eyes

Suffering Yet

I have yet to know true suffering
I have known sadness
I have seen despair
But I have not suffered
I have not walked barefoot and blind
I have not known an empty table before me
I have not felt the crashing waves of starvation
I have not seen the pride in my child’s eyes die
I have not known true pity
I have not seen true charity
I have not smelled fear

Coffee and cocoa
Waiting by the fire
After a romp
Through the freshly
Fallen snow
Piled up like pillows
Wet and pink cheeked
We fall inside
Huffing and exhausted
From the frolic
Slipping back into soft clothes
Sitting mesmerized by cartoon classics
Childhood smiles adorn our faces

John the bartender

He's got eyes that don't stop
I could look forever
Feeling out every layer of color
Understanding the depths and mysteries of his pupils
Breathing in the veins interlacing his scelra
Swimming through his lenses
Reaching to his cornea
Tickling his tear ducts

Christmas 2010

Midnight Air
Scented with pine
A rapid language
I can't define
Selling pagan symbols on Essex street
Living in a minivan through the holiday season

The ice in the sidewalk cracks
A dirt crystal dusting
Drinking gingerbread lattes
Clutching paper bags filled with bright tissue paper
Quickly clacking black boots
Stutter on the streets
Above hangs a mesh wire heaven
Of bright light bulbs
And flickering tinsel
Snow flakes and Seasons greetings

Street Kid

Brother can you spare a dime?
A cigarette?
A joke?
An arm? A leg?

I know I look like just another shit head kid to you- but I have needs too

Pains and aches
Doctors bills
Rent to pay

I have dreams, same as you.
I get nightmares too.

I wanna make my mother proud
I wanna walk tall too

I spend my quarters on coffee same as you

I cry I smile
I hurt I laugh

We are all in this together

I dont wanna be in your way...

But here I am.

Upper Cuts

Rolled Bills
Up the nose

"Don't think about it, here we go!"

Let loose
Grab Hold

"We're here to guide you."

Lines pointing you in the white direction
Any destination

"You'll enjoy it... we promise."