004 Inside A Mellifluous Curve (Short Poems, August 2010)
003 Distilled Queues (Visual Poems, July 2010)
002 Linked Circles (Three Longer Poems, November 2009)
001 Parallel To White (Short Poems, November 2008)

Awkward Small Talk

The language where we walk has run out fast.
We’ve got nothing to say, until we sprint
like tunnel vision towards a gospel,
maneuvering through endless piles of trash.
I’ve got bad habits of looking for you
when my words are only small bags of dust.
The sounds in my head are ripe leaves of mint,
but they cannot be plucked off by themselves.
I need another hand inside my rash
dry-mouth of a brain which craves salt water.
It wants to swim synchronized with the new.
Our words together sit in a hostel,
with baggage that lacks any set of shelves -
hearts that hold no resonance, no quarter.
What are we looking for in each other?
A mouth that a pair of ears can outlast.
I’d love your wordcount to leave me smothered
with reciprocations that are my own,
but silences would be equally just,
as sometimes they are the only way home.

10 Aphorisms From An Insomniac

#4
I have a recurring dream that the world has nearly run out of air,
and the only way to take in the remaining air
is to put a saltine cracker in your mouth
and breath through the air holes of the cracker.

#17
Traffic across the mind all day long.
You need to wake up your brain at 4 am local time, and think in its clear streets.

#26
I didn't realize it was a rash. I thought it was the red hand stamp I got last night at the club.

#32
"It's like listening to the perfect song while having a horrible headache."

#41
If only my life could match the intense focus I have when I'm running to catch the train.

#55
All my spontaneous actions from the past become intentional when I dwell on them

#70
Loneliness is when a person has an excessive amount of love inside them but not enought people to share it with.

#89
If you love
with no end
you also love
with no purpose.

#93
the heart is a lonely hunter
because it needs nothing

#108
What happens when you get too comfortable?
You fall asleep.