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

What?!

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

YOUR IMMORTALITY

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

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.