Tuesday, August 25, 2009

15 $

'her name's Miracle'
the old woman says. she's large
and panting beneath

a bright beating sun.
Miracle traces her tiny thumb
across my thigh while

she hugs me, smiling.
I wake from my reverie,
sun-drunk and drunk-drunk

and watch as they drift
away from me, down the beach,
my money in hand.

boys and horses

beautiful boys
ride beautiful horses
the sea laps the shore

Thursday, August 13, 2009

filthy animal.

my dog siouxsie sioux
cocks her head at the grey rat
deflated roadside.

for the little ones.

one, two, pile of poo
three, four, syringe wash'd ashore
five, six, piles of bricks

sev'n, eight, paper plate
nine and ten, the garbage men
wave and say hello.

Friday, August 7, 2009

eager beaver

husky woman in
bikini passionately
deep throats foot-long sub.

es ist ein wiener!

emboldened lad
unzips and whizzes in bush,
nosy krauts look on.