Tuesday, September 30, 2008

TO THE GUY WEARING AN IPOD DURING MY GIG
IN THE MIDDLE OF MY FIRST SET


What?!

Monday, September 29, 2008

THIS WEEK IN VERSE

On Monday, I couldn't find a rhyme;
On Tuesday, I couldn't find the time;
On Wednesday, my printer had no ink;
On Thursday, I visited my shrink;
On Friday, I had a dinner date;
On Saturday, I slept in too late;
On Sunday, I watched my favorite shows;
Come Monday, I think I'll switch to prose.

Originally appeared in
Light Quarterly
Anthologized in Phoenix Rising
Hear it here

Saturday, September 27, 2008

YOUR IMMORTALITY

Your name? Nothing that anyone should know.
It’s just a signature pissed in snow.

Friday, September 26, 2008

CARPE DIEM, PLEASE

I've heard you cry, Let's seize the day!
Yeah, yeah, I heard you yesterday.
PEARLS BEFORE POETRY

Poetry put a price on my head
And it’s a price that I can’t pay.
Those borrowed lines left me in debt
And now there’s price on my head.
Keats hired a hit man yesterday.
Emily said I’d never be read.
Poetry put a price on my head
And it’s a price that I can’t pay.