Nobody believes the kid
as he shuffles about their feet
nobody buys him time
bides him tide
or even skips a beat
everybody's weak
and this week
fairytales are free

straight up free for the taking
and whether in sleep or in waking
one can catch a drift or two
one can watch a catch or two

one can see time
fall apart as it rhymes
one can watch the holes in the earth emerge
avoided by the birds
but huddled by the lot
they herded by the lot

out to see the tunnels
out to see the funnels
out to eat the funnel cake

venders

they sat
and they rendered
and they wondered
and they wandered
around the empty parking lot

and picked up misplacen rocks
and pulled up their complacent socks
and wondered where the lot
had found the books of lore
never mind
nevermore
said the venders
as they thought and they rendered
as they figured they'd remember

nobody is a member
unless they pay their dues
and that's when they realized
all that they used
all that they choose
all that they left behind
as they formulated rhyme

it's not the numbers or the rhythm
or the breathing or the tongue

it's not the fingers
or the lingers
or the pauses in between

it's not the thought
or the think
or the swallow or the drink

it's the pen and the paper
its receipt and the waiter
its numbers saved for later
it's ink and feather and fader
it's linen and cloth and wader
it's mesh and sew and stitch
it's sit and think and itch
it's stand and fake and pitch

I once was a traveling salesman

I couldn't help but notice
the words in your teeth
the thoughts in your mouth
and the stain on your sheets

I couldn't help but see past the lies
I couldn't help but watch you roll your eyes
I couldn't help but feel emotion
when your hands made the motion
that cast off the day

away and away
went the world, went the earth
to the land of your birth
to the clever deception that lies in conception
to the curled up infant
cuddled in the sheets

but, passed out
you give off a new light
one of ambulance and night
one of cop cars and flash and blight
one of ending to begin
to be and to win

pulling hard on my tie
you whispered in my ear
believe
you unbeliever
you disbeliever......
and that is where I leave her
where I left her

She had mirrors in her bedroom
and one on the door
and all the reflections added up to be
someone she didn't have around anymore

I asked her questions all night
but i knew that her answers, they were well thought out

i asked her where her thoughts
as she took off her blouse
and succumbed to her mouth

our hearts filled up with sweat and teeth
i said breathe baby breathe
but my words fell asleep
and fell against reflection