Technical Writing & Random Thoughts

 

Old (& not particularly good) Poetry


The Brutality of Youth - The First Words :1991-1994
Vanity - Product of a Public Education :1995-1998
The Resident Muse - The Coffeehouse Era :1999-2000
Post Education - The Hardcore Haze :2001-2002
Overworked - Reflections On A Lesser Existence :2003-2006
Daily Missives - The Poem of the Day Collection :2005-2007
Sweet Dreams And Other Fictions :2008-

 

12 Situations Mixing one part the contents of this can
with one part water... 
will result in a milk-product
that is not below the daily standard
for dairy**

Mixing one part the contents of this body 
with one part creation
could result in a soul-product 
that may be below the moral standards
for a human being...

Or...

It may result in disaster.

My moral fiber wore out in the laundry
years before I ever chose whose morals
I got to wear this lifetime...

Like mixing acids and bases...
like throwing the switch on the electric chair.
Fill me with bullshit, 
and with who's right and who's wrong...
I can't go to heaven anymore because
I don't believe that their God is the only
person standing on the roof of this world...

I don't want to go to hell...
I don't want to meet all the beautiful
fallen things there...
shining like gold and diamonds...
I believe hell must be breathtaking...
just to remind the residents 
that the condo's in heaven are
that much better.

By mixing one part the contents of life
with one part the contents of death
you may achieve equilibrium...
you may start to believe that you aren't a superhero
you may start to understand what "it" is all about...

By mixing one part me, 
and one part you...

you may achieve reality.

 

 

 

 

 

 

17 + some
A Quiet Reminder
A Slight Imperfection
1001 Days
Afterimage
Caged
All That Is Left, I leave to You
All The Reasons I Hate This
Analogy
Appetite For Obsession
At The Finish Line
Atlas Falls
Black Semi Gloss: Exterior Use Only
Blame Me
Cause & Effect
Cleared Of...
As Far Away As Possible
Conclusion Through Withdrawal
Consolation Prize
Darling Boy
Enough For Everything
Explicitly Yours
15ft Of Hangman
Give My Regards to Persephone
Held Off
No Longer My Own
I Am
I Dreamed Of Carelessness
I Never Offered
I Win
In This Temple
Longing For A Lack of Closure
Memorial Haze
Miss
My Blood Where You Stand
My Glass House
Next Time Don't Answer
Night Under Neon Lights
Low Grit, 8x10in
One Place Left to Fear
Rhinoceros
Punchline
Sanding An Already Smooth Surface
The Parasite
The Silver Plating
Similacrimus
Sky Falls Down
So...
Soul Parameters
Spirit Well Clothed
Tall, Dark, and Monumental
That Little Red Light
You Look Like A Murderer
The Quiet Place Between
Simplicity
There Won't Be More...
Things I Know About Yesterday.
This Day Just Won't End
This Half Hour
This Is Me
Today
Tomorrow's Yesterdays
Twenty-And-One
Unassigned
Under The Spotlight Again
Vicarious Disclosure
The Wake
Wax Statue Romance
We Can Stop Any Time
We Play Eye Tag...
You Could Always Fake It!
You're All Morons
Excuse Me, But Your'e Standing on My Tao