Trains of Thought

A poem a day

one a day

melts onto your tongue

tingling and rough

in and out

aaaaaaaaah

I stick my tongue out at you

because you deserve 

to be wiped from the earth.

Quick motion

to a door in the 

leafy green bush 

under a tear screamed 

picture frame.

It contains all of the world,

dripping the devil

into a puddle under the legs

of a deep sea swimmer. 

just keep swimming...

and it goes on and on and on

Energizer bunny,

hoppity hop hop

don’t drown in the devil,

s’il vous plait. 

Giant orangoutang flavored CD cases

confused confuzzled configuration

Wingardium leviosa.

Osa not leviosA

dumb butt

mohawk diaper

in danger

of a terribly uncomfortable 

rash.

But wait.

What?

what what?

what what what?

oh dear, if could it go on forever...

did

did not 

I wonder if it’s chronic

how can someone’s breath

even smell that putrid?

poor goofy freshman.

I get the impression

that you’re too big for your body

but maybe that’s just my bias.

you know he really is 

an amazing creature.

can’t begin to comprehend.

your laugh is infectious

but we know you’re lying.

two 

dos 

deux

and then BAM

the end of a lifetime

severed by the icy cold knife

of reality.

With out oxygen 

there can be no love.

Or maybe it’s 

the other way around.

There is no spoon.

There we go. 

There is the sliver lining.

Sliver? Silver?

Silence is gold tape,

betcha didn’t know that.

Maybe I should stop thinking.


-Haley