THE DOG TREMBLING

The dog trembled always Maybe separated too young Maybe feral and beaten one time too many one time too long left uncertain instincts all in riot a natural trust for people bruised and broken by experience ©workingclassproduction.com, 2014

GETTING BY ALL RIGHT

I guess things will never be the same now Every since he said goodbye We never saw the aftermath coming Never knew we were high enough up To be able to fall down so low. He left us in ‘08 We were still wishing on stars Complete denial about the reality Of the cancer that…

MILITARY

Lakewood CA; High School Bless your feast with new thought the radio sang soothing discordance even sober it was very sublime, so our bodies went with the flow Presidential campaign across a troubled nation… desert war death so obscene… I came home from school to watch the war on TV I was 16; so very…

CARTOONS

I was real young 6 maybe 7 Watching Hannah-Barbara cartoons It was after Thundar the Barbarian With his magical sun sword But before Captain Caveman Would come on You had the Super Friends All the DC heroes Right there On black and white TV I would mess With the rabbit ears And coat hanger Twist…

ROLLER COASTER

Back and forth these emotions flow riding along on currents of tears how I wish I could be more like you so sure and confident nothing ever bothering you Novocain heart and cocaine eyes how I wish I could be more like you looking at the world through distant glass lives tumbled beneath you like…

OPEN LETTER TO ANY WHO WILL LISTEN

  See there is a whole other AMERICA   that lies beneath the surface.   everybody likes to talk about it; act as if they know about it;   they like to say what’s wrong with it they like to breed dissent within it; keep us fighting amongst ourselves never looking at what’s going on…

CHRISTMAS IN MODESTO 30 YEARS AGO

It was Christmas time and the oil lanterns Threw strange mongrel shadows Across the walls Of the little one bedroom apartment The oven was a warm harbor Of love and safety We had three or four lamps going in the kitchen Little brother and I at the table Cookie sheet of baked Homemade play-dough Christmas…

CANNING IN FARMINGTON

We would set out early After a hard breakfast of whatever was left From last night’s sacrifice Shoes strapped tight Socks pulled up high Ball caps pulled low School backpacks on our backs Trash bags in each hand Walking along the long country roads Watching the ditches for cans and bottles Once we saw a…

MARS VS VENUS

LESSONS OF MARS AND VENUS “Would ya look at the shitter on that critter” “I would sooo defile that whore…” “Show me ya tits bitch” “You know the dumb cunt likes it rough; don’t you dirty girl” “Look how she walks, man she’s begging for it” “I can already taste that” “Old enough to bleed,…

HOMETOWN SPUN

Children Eyes hollowed out dark spots Absent of hope just hunger And The anger Smoldering Right there Beneath where The soul used to be Scraped raw Scarped raw and broken Like the bottom Of the dirty pipe scraped for one more hit of luck Mercy comes after the Learning of swinging lashing belts Fists full…