Friday, April 29, 2011

every sentence a failure

A slant rhyme is all I can give;

          a half-truth is all I'll get.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Forward to Exhibit: II

Why do you paint?
For exactly the same reason I breathe.
That’s not an answer.
There isn’t any answer.
How long hasn’t there been any answer?
As long as I can remember.
And how long have you written?
As long as I can remember.
I mean poetry.
So do I.

Monday, April 25, 2011

The Most Beautiful Things

Show us all what grace can mean;

              all of what I might be.


We'll run away from everything.