Bad Poetry Friday

Untitled 9/15/00 My crazy old lover my crazy lover talking to you today made my heart feel the same as it did we had our passion two summers ago You have a signifigant other why wasn't I signifigant enough to hold onto you? I will win you back, eventually My crazy lover   Notes: I … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

Bad Poetry Friday

"A Hooker Returning to Her Corner" 2/17/1998 A long time goodbye happiness etched on a street corner wrapped around an empty soul to void the chill of deception rain on flesh rolling and fumbling sorrow is no longer sweet like honey seldom does she feel what she is being robbed of she once fell when … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

Bad Poetry Friday

This whole poem is one giant WTF Mike #2 (2001)The biggest screw up I everscrewed once told mesomething I'd never understandoccasionally he's speak ofhis turbulent timesHell, we've all been theresome of us just keeprepeating the cyclemixing the whites with a pairof red socksand everything turns piss-colored pinkin those diluted momentsI contemplate returning to old habitsand bite … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

Bad Poetry Friday

Untitled (2/16/03) Liz Phair never said anything about him Instead her songs eluded to what my thoughts were exactly   Anne Sexton was an infamous mistress she washed off like watercolor   Sometimes I think he is the grime on my car three weeks thick that the rain can't erase   Song lyrics and lines … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

Bad Poetry Friday

A Remembrance (2/7/1998) I remember that summer you took my breath away I kept my feelings pent up inside until I saw you today You brought back a flood of memories of laughter and love music and dreams Funny how a heart doesn't let go of a soul it used to know ad seeing second … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

Bad Poetry Friday

Untitled (7/19/00) Like an Anne Sexton poem a Dar Williams song lyric I can't get you out of my head "My lover returning to his wife" I can't let go of you I'm Cinderella when I'm with you you're my prince Your rich kiss tastes better than rain I am on fire as you dance … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

Bad Poetry Wednesday

Untitled Hard to believe I was once naive now I'm a cynic trapped inside this body that is the wring size I am inferior to myself that is why my bones are hollow and I spend hours inside my head Notes: Judging by the fact that this was typed, I'd say it was written in late … Continue reading Bad Poetry Wednesday

Bad Poetry Friday

Secreting the Soul (2/5/1998) Hell neverceasing wounds never bleeding locked my beating heart in a jar next to the cow's eyes the pig's brain aren't we all insane sometimes laughing at our self-preservation we can't throw our souls away and hide in a bottle of formaldehyde Notes: I might have be insane when I wrote … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

National Bad Poetry Day

In honor of National Bad Poetry Day, here is a gem of mine from 1999. Remembering (c. 1999) This was actually published in my high school literary journal. Looking back through the looking glass my reflection reminds me of my naivete but all was lost when I fell from the sky drunk on love high … Continue reading National Bad Poetry Day