Katsushika Hokusai’s “The Great Wave Off Kanagawa”
I felt no different when I woke at 2:00 a.m. than when I had fallen into bed four hours earlier but, as is my habit when I wake in the wee hours, I checked my phone for the daily horoscope – to be prepared. The usual exhortations about my love life and relationships glowed in front of my eyes. Then I read the “If today is your birthday…” bit which said:
There will be numerous occasions over the coming year when it seems as if you are at the mercy of events, and to a large extent you will be. But that does not mean you cannot bend those events to your will. You’re smart enough to make it happen.
I stumbled out of bed in the dark to the bathroom, flicked on the light and looked in the mirror to inspect the damage of a 4th consecutive night of crappy sleep. A strange woman with grey hair looked back at me. Continue reading
This latté cost more than these jeans
bought at the thrift store next door –
a balanced economy, declined and consumable. Continue reading
Railroaded time in tracks
‘twixt my eyes – the trip to 59.
Daily squints, become grooves with
ties to hindsight – sometimes –
but no regrets not even when
the twin in the mirror thickens
and I flinch at the nicks of time
and the span that lies
between the 11s, the age
I don’t feel inside.
We kneel before her beauty,
dear equinox creature –
pressed to the earth,
seeking her scent
beneath peeking petticoats –
we feel glee, regaled.
She believes in eternity not
entropy, hectors the earth
– fertilize me! perpetually.
Yet, despite fealty,
she expires, petal by petal –
evanescent – earthward.
Your old photo is a great lake of what ifs
that floats a skiff of because, whys Continue reading
This is how a marriage ends – hip pain,
knee pain, cracked rib, bulging disc,
raging Piriformis, TMJ, insane
ibuprofen promises, hernia dismissed. Continue reading