Chiasm

Why is it that

the chaste poet writes about prostitution

the poet who lives in peace writes about war

the safe poet writes about danger and violence

and essentially the poet who lives a normal, boring life,

writes about things fantastic or horrific?

Can you write about the mundane

without pretending the mundane is significant?

And is it significant?

Should you write about plums or suicide?

Rocking chairs or hand grenades?

Walking dogs or being raped?

Why do you write?

DanceSport

Everywhere you look, rhinestones sparkle,
people glow with sweat,
and the scent of hairspray won't disappear.
Satin shoes and full skirts,
loose dresses, tight dresses,
tailsuits and patent leather,
and even men that sparkle
are all found here.
Today, yesterday, and tomorrow,
the world is swallowed up
by this parallel universe where
everyone is dancing, and
nobody looks like themselves.
If you see nothing more than
makeup and Hollywood hairstyles,
and thousand-dollar clothing,
you're missing the spirit of DanceSport.
And the spirit is this:
exhilaration!

Vandalized

Maybe I shouldn't like it, but
there's something intriguing-
beautiful, about seeing something
that men once worked to create,
and other men have tried very hard
to destroy.
Like a building with broken windows
graffiti and
cigarette butts
and nobody is looking at it but me.

picture from here.

Desktop Calendar

I don't know why, but
running soft graphite
across the square
representing the day
that I just conquered
is so fulfilling!

Sky-painting

After I die
I will paint a mural
And God will put it in the sky -
the ultimate refrigerator door.