Thursday, July 29, 2010

The Daily Commute

Far below my window
thousands of multicolored ants
jewel-like in the sun
slowly rush to their destinations

north or south, east or west
some to their homes
to husbands, wives, lovers, children

some to their work
whether drudgery or joy

all oblivious to each other
to me
and to the world around them

Wednesday, July 28, 2010


My wife called this morning.
The love of my life,
her message was simple.
She called to tell me I was odd.
And on consideration of her statements I can reach only one conclusion.
She is is misguided.
I am neither odd nor even. 
I am zero.

Monday, July 26, 2010


While walking in the city, I happened upon two men.
Arm in arm they embraced.
And as they stopped on the busy sidewalk to express the joy of their meeting,
and their love for one another,
the world continued on.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010


The sun shining, I sit inside.
Outside my window, seagulls cavort on updrafts.
Beneath me the busy street.
My desk contemptible comfort.
My office tidy.
My soul dreaming of flight.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Eight by Twelve

Destructive and spoiled,
the talentless starlet arrives in court to begin her punishment.
Sentenced to ninety days.
She'll spend perhaps two weeks in her eight by twelve foot cell.
Before being released back into her world of privilege and excess.

Hours away,
a man builds his home of equal size.
A sink, a stove and a loft for a bed.
Front porch welcomes all.
Unencumbered by privilege.
Unhindered by excess.
He is free.


My fingers, once dextrous,
now fumble and fail.
Clumsily pushing
twisting and turning.
The clasp will not open.
Happiness, warmth and porcelain skin all wait inside.
Twenty years dissolve
I am once again nervous

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Summer in Seattle

Ghostly pale.
Blue veins a topographical map of months spent under flannel.
Now emerging mole-like, squinting at the sky.
Barista - make that an iced latte!