Here's some poetry that I've stuck in moleskins and am showing to my...highly...limited audience.

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In dust and dark settle into Black night
Cellular aim.

(I don't know what that meant)

***Friday, 25 July 2008
Unemployment Poem
I am dollar,
Nay! a cent fallen down the well,
through the fountain,
Across the class!
to the bald bay of space on Mr. Tchaikovsky's head!
-and back down the well
-against the brick flipping heads
tales,
heads,
tales

***Monday, 28 July, 2008
Am I eroding? Am I the king of the world around
or a Pauper,
proper only as the-the grinding gag of mass in the back of movie lenses
and political plant for kissing?

If a King,
my kingdom is its own mockery,
self-proclaimed wit
and
ebullient of silence and dusks

***Friday, 1 August, 2008
What am I if not a dream of design?
If not a model of skill
Scrapped and labored and-

***Friday, 8 August 2008
I fill with sadness in the presence of beauty
in that it fleets unfettered-
I only know my happiest moments
head the tales of their real value,
a loneliness-the same

Magic is a sin,
Miracles are exacted pain upon everyone around,
less fortunate,
more responsible
for neutrality from which miracles arise

The cracked vase of happiness is indifferent to most,
but mine is unglossed,
unsheathed,
noticing all like a spectre above the naked emperor
-We all make asses of happiness, it's only real when robed

-Honest happiness lies in virtue
if virtue is what comes most often,
Despair is Seneca

***Friday, 29 August 2008
If anything other than time,
Let Art be clarity,
let it be peace
-the parting of clouds to let the sun
obscured
preferred
Let Silence lie,
Let Wind Whisper
Let Lovely people be alone,
-of plugged ears and shaded eyes,
-unsettling peace but satiating company

No table should be full
-solitude - let that be art
Let their plugged ears and shaded eyes
-mirror and defend against an obscured sun
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All the "poetry" was written between surgery on my shoulder and my job with the DNC, approximately. I don't claim to be good, I just know that they're honest for better (relative) or worse (probably).