Thursday 28 June 2012

shining from the gutter

a rainbow shines through the night
through the pub window
through the drizzling rain after a solid pissing it down session
and through the blue moon

it looks like a daytime rainbow that's hit hardtimes
I'd spare it a pot of gold if I could
but I can't
and it's free for the night

Saturday 23 June 2012

(architecture)

       
         starts midsentence, slightly to the side
a poem ends midsentence, it's always 

it never starts 
                                                 




                                   






























































                                                     it never ends

Wednesday 20 June 2012

self portrait of someone

sometimes I wonder what to with blue
what to do with daylight
what to do with nightlight
often I wonder what to do with and with not you

what'll I do,
what'll I do?


************************
in blue

Friday 15 June 2012

Language Suggestions

a. When letting someone know that something is for sure add some colour to your language by making it fuchsia.
b. A rumination on death; The future, like the past not being past, is not future, the future is carte blanche like fuchsia. The future, unlike the past, is for sure. It's probably the only thing that is.


Tuesday 12 June 2012

a fan's prayer


A Fan's Prayer

for a very naughty boy,
(Frederic Exley)

Meanwhile
in the cheap seats
the nosebleed section
the Gods'
you'll hear us sing

as the batter reaches the apex of his semi pirouette
a dazzling arc to his swing
as the wood connects with the leather

O Lord!
hear us through a cheer
as the end of the innings draws near us
let thy glory reach us
do not beseech us
way up here in the bleachers





















cartoon by David Berman

Thursday 7 June 2012

language suggestions

4. When being kinda mean try being kinder mean.

Monday 4 June 2012

this lamb is your lamb, this lamb is it's lamb

What's that?
What's what?
That.
That's a little lamb, dear.
A lamb deer?
A little lamb, little dear.
A little lamb little deer. Deary me.
Deary you indeed.
I'm not dear. I'm cheap.
But you're my dear.
I'm my deer.
OK my little lamb.
It it's lamb.
Oh. OK.

Friday 1 June 2012

A Play For The Garage

Introduction

Look at how dirty her feet are. The foot fetishists are going to have a field day. Zach, of course, has alabaster feet.



Text here:
http://www.scribd.com/doc/95753790.
Let me know if you'd like to perform it- samkastin@gmail.com.