Mason Jars

A collected community

Clear and cut the same size

Tarry in grandma’s cellar

Their glassy mouths

Scattered gaping

Covered sealed resourceful

Houses roofed

By sure tin lids

Murder the sun’s rays to rainbows

The upright dwellings

Emptied of fluid secrets

Await insemination

Late September’s traditional

Treasure impregnates each

Womb with applesauce

Sayer

I swim across the Susquehanna, fetch

three pebbles on the bank
together in my pocket coins and rocks
announce my stroll

sweeping the driveway, Norm nods
in my direction - I tip my hat
gritting the toothpick with a laugh
and pass a pocket full of change

 

two bells greet me at Beeman’s  

coffee waits on the linoleum
while the switch hitter waitress teases
about a different dessert

 

it’s Thursday, 4 o’clock

Time to pie with gramps

Dissolve

bathed golden retriever

microwaved centipede

stolen lettuce

caught making out

the blueberry pile isn’t ripe.

Recycle Bin

a wretched hand

made

right without

a hanger

or a pair of

pants only

a widdled bucket

that strives

to be  

lost and found

Kentucky Romance

 

white picket

penitent chicks

in a hollowed out tanning bed

chirp chirp

eggs, fetch the eggs bitch

wipe that pout off your chin

when daddys sleepin we’ll meet

in crab orchard, I’ll blow

and you’ll hold me forever

i run silent to ruin you good

but find daddy got you first with his

45 peacemaker

Sturm und Drang

A compact asian

Wails sounds of spring after

Fraternizing with Muller

Tonight he dresses in focus

To disguise the crane that plucks

His beluga lips

Each shriek-twitch-sigh

She chucks back cords

His mouth around her wisecrack

For the hollowed womb

He rests on his shoulder

Quibbles with manhandled contact

High Tide

The temptress gargles

A mouthful of salt and fish

Her strong authority

Nudes the sand

The greedy cleanse

Leaves her tired

Disgusted by the exposed

Blemished land

With a foamy stretch

And a blue yawn

She vomits out his battered body