YOU San Francisco CA 1970
speak to me softly look to me gently
your lips are cruel jewels your eyes are silver dewdrops
flaming in your sky on a golden dawn
come to me quickly kill me with mercy
your form is gold firewarmth your blades are thin-edged circles
sinking in the night whispering my name
UN-HAIKU, YES? Forestville CA 1996
Yes or no, no or yes? Maybe yes, maybe no?
Is there any mo'? Maybe yes and no and maybe?
Can you take a guess? Maybe who can tell?
This or that, that or this? This path, that path?
Is that all there is? Maybe there're more paths?
Is there more than this? Maybe we don't need paths?
DESERT STOP around Barstow, CA Spring 1997
midnight desert road here's coyote; tell
northwest spicy winds blowing me another true tale, or
sand, like rain, like fire kill another mouse
larrea laughing I smell rain - over
opuntia whispering the west mountains, won't get here
datura dreaming before I reach home
DESERT DRIVE beyond Barstow, CA 25 April 1998
floating fun, the road on the frozen road
moves of its own accord, the forever, with distress and
passengers tense, leap shouting violence
thick but clean sky, not no clouds in the sky
enough to bounce, not enough above the joshua trees
to take home for lunch just a throaty laugh
words sprouting when set crossword puzzle sky
words planted in wet gardens I spelt out "sailor's warning"
some words drying out and missed thirteen down
BIKE RIDE Forestville CA 1998
cool summer morning past the winery
I will not sweat in the sun where tourists blink like marmots
for at least an hour my tires are leaking
puncture vines blooming butterfly chased me
they should dry out soon enough along the river until
for a bumpy ride the monastary
biking Mays Canyon composing a song
that sonofabitching hill escaping my memory
is right in the way until the next ride
A SWEET FUCK Forestville CA 1998/99
a sweet fuck; your breasts my tongue in your cunt
shining in shadows and light pushing your butt higher and
sweat drying slowly pushing fingers in
smile again, and scream sitting on my face
softly, but noticeable I reach out for your orgasm
over my groaning while you still push down
your mouth on my cock we roll over, sigh
fingers zinging my nipples reposition inside you
electricity start all over now
IN/TO (slow blues) Forestville CA 1 February 1999
When you're at the edge Into pools of pain
When you're at the edge / You look Into pools of pain / Into
When you're at the edge Pools of pain / You pour
Into the abyss Into arctic dreams
You look / Into the abyss Into arctic dreams / You dream
Into the abyss Into arctic dreams
Then it sucks you down Into solar night
Then it sucks you down / Then it You slip / Into solar night
Sucks you down / And out Into solar night
Into lakes of fire Out beyond the edge
Into lakes of fire / You burn You ride / Out beyond the edge
Into lakes of fire Out beyond the edge
Into clouds of joy Into tangerine
You scream / Into clouds of joy Into tangerine / Into
Into clouds of joy Tangerine / You cream
MUJAHADIN Forestville CA 1-2 February 1999
A silken rage, what? Little burning lumps
A fantasy on ice, right? Embers that were once human
The icepick in your brain But never to you
A dream, a rose, night After it's all done
Traffic growling like thunder You fly off in drunken joy
Fog in flaming skies Silence splits the day
BANTER Forestville CA 1999
Hello Death, y'fat fuck Hey Death, bite my ass
Picking at my glowing eyes Taste them gluteus maxims
Feasting like a crow Pucker up again
Death, you're overweight Death, I know you'll win
Plucking at my raw fingers First time, last time, ev'ry time
Slurping'em right down The game is rigged, eh?
EVERYS Sacramento/Forestville CA 23/25 April 1999
ev'ry time I cry life staggers onward
ev'ry time you ask me why life vomits uncertainty, bright
ev'ry lie I try life flickers hotly
loving never lies ev'ry time I live
loving never tells the truth ev'ry life I try to give
loving never knows ev'ry moment gone
DUSK Sacramento/Forestville CA 23/25 April 1999
evening's silence falls lycanthropic dusk
hot stars smile down mirthlessly previous moon, prior star
all peacocks devour'd posthumous reply
wind over cool lake never comes the day
bubbles from a drowning girl never leaves a night's remains
seasons never end never fear the end
SNOW? Chena Hot Springs, Alaska 6 October 1999
snow? mud hides; hot springs snow? is it snowing?
steam the whiteness, bleach most does it add spice to ale, beer?
color from my eyes is it in my soup?
snow? dogs announced it snow? crows dispute food
northern lights lifted away footprints slowly fill, fade, fool
after performing trees ignore us; so?
ASCENDING FLYING over Gulf Of Alaska 10 October 1999
mountains (pesky beasts!) through the cloud layer
scattered around Alaska tundra's back behind us; mud
like caribou dung deltas fall below
over Cook Inlet (yawn) frothy clouds (yawn)
shaking in the turbulence snowy peaks penetration
waiting to die, die sunlight adds contour
SPINNING Petaluma, Calif 13 March 2000
run the web of life we are the same blood
caught in the web of knowledge slightly diff'rent eyes and mouth
eaten by spiders nothing in between
you devoured me tangled in the now
sunlight glimmered off blood-drops tracing threads of there and then
scattered on my bones 'til it all explodes
swing and swirl - TANGO! microbes gnaw my flesh
dance of fire, of sex, of death I bite down on theirs, and smile
throwing out my back fine retribution
PRIMAL Forestville CA 30 Nov 2000
Your hot chainsaw mouth Bouncing jelly babes
Devours my marshmallow brain Sultry poptarts burn my eyes
With just a slight burp Where should I put yours?
Lost in choc'late dreams Electric zuchinni
Ants crawling thru my mouth, my nose Glowing like the break of day
Flames pour from my ears Carefully applied
Sasparilla sex Apple in your mouth
Root-beer rutting, orgasm of Chewing, swallowing, burping
Diet supplements Satisfied snicker
Bananas inside Food sex food sex food
Frozen, fried and butterscotched Sex food sex food sex food sex
Now what's for dessert? Food sex food sex food
I WOULD BE Santa Rosa, Calif 28 December 2001
I would be a cat We will go extinct
Who eats, fight, screws, shits, sleeps, stares Taking everything with us
I would be a cat In a blaze of glory?
There are no more theres I would be a quark
Everywhere is here, right here One-third of reality
Whatever happens I would be a quark
ENDLESS Santa Rosa, Calif 29 December 2001
Endless troubles, endless trifles, endless truffles Lipid layers lash
Pig's nose in the dirt Bouncing on the TV light
Love in old suburbs
Microwave the past
Blenderize reality Odd you are, odd I am, odd they be
Never feel the breeze Got any more excuses?
HAIKU MACHINE Santa Rosa, Calif 18 January 2002
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HIGHWAY HAIKU [slow brassy blues] Latrobe-Ione CA 16 July 2003
Shiny yellow Bug Mighty diesel truck
Flashing fast in front of me Blowing black fumes like a flume
Squarsh da li'l fucker Hope the turd explodes
The highway is flat Loaded fuel tanker
And long and narrow and straight Can't negotiate sharp turns
And so damn boring Tips, rolls over, burns
Twisty mountain road Poking along; cars
Thrills at every curve and dip Piled up behind us, honking
Hope we survive it Let'em sprout wings, eh?
Asphalt molten hot Storm on horizon
Tires sinking, smoking, burning Promises to flood our route
Welcome to Lodi Look for a detour
Litterbug ahead In the car, the cat
Throwing out empty beer cans Never gets seasick; only
Call his licence in Dry-heaves like a champ
Powerline down; the Cattle in the road
Highway barrier sizzles Begging for mutilation
Like a radio No aliens near
Buzzards circling here Highway centerline
Tasty meal on road's shoulder Hypnotic as a nude beach
Fetch da Woostashire But with less texture
That pickup; Jesus Philosophy sucks
On his bumper, and birdshit Spesh'ly on da Interstate
On his windshield - Ha! In a traffic jam
Night; railway crossing Car painted cammo
The lights flash, the gates descend Like nobody could see it
Squeeze by, anyway In the center lane
Rolling battleship Car fire - men running
Cadillac convertible Squirting foam as red lights flash
Not a speck of rust Grasses smolder late
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MISCELLENIA wherever, whenever
roadrunner jumps up squirrel on pine tree
across my roof at sunrise heads up, heads down, up again
runs for full desert shakes a cloudy tail
pranks on telephones maps to anywhere
electric fun, harmless fun routes taking us out of time
pissing in the wind past infinity
dawn breaks slowly, cold purple people eater
like yesterday's inversion runs around inside my head
just before the rain another hot day
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