PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

three times in the last

half decade



the last one a week ago

on the loose gravel of

the road i live on



the shifting surface gave way

and i was practicing coagulating

and explaining scabs



i was using my forearm and hip

as a coaster brake



i have two plays to write



and the novel i outlined

just before fall number two



i have landed on asphalt

and a boulder



i am falling like a performance piece



i am the metaphor for love to come

and desire that will skid to a standstill



while i wait for it all to drop in my lap