contaminent

a vial of
hope
and
a vial of
pain,
in the light
they both
looked
the same.
poured them out
into the world,
on
every boy
and
every girl.

i better be quiet now

they're so beautiful.
the only thing i let ride past my logic
and surpass with
unadulterated compassion.
time and again
this
whole hearted love
is stomped on
and
withered away
continually.

i fear this
nerve
is
quickly diminishing,
and in time,
will be
gone
forever.
with nothing
good
to look back on;
just the few
who have
exhausted
this innocent display
of adoration.

the coffee shop

waiting for my morning coffee
i saw her in front of the line.
i caught a quick glance of this
beautiful queen as she
glared at the
pictures on the
walls.
minutes seem like seconds,
and then she walks away.
i hear a faded voice
calling for my attention.
she disappears,
the voice becomes discernible.
it's the cashier
asking me
what i'd like.

the usual.
coffee,
black.
$1.84
he says to me.
I open up my wallet,
and it's full of blood.

epilogue of our friday evening.

i heard the sounds of train-carts exploding
& looked outside to see a drunk troubled man collecting the remnants of a garbage can which was now destroyed
& wedged in between his melting truck, and the dead oak tree.
as he frantically collected his things, i ran inside, got my shoes
only to return to police vehicles and ambulances, with the man no where to be found.
the gas and the oil stained our driveway,
while the police men talked about how they wish they could own a truck
which was just as magnificent.

haunt my days

i had dreams
that frightened me awake.
i happened to escape,
but my escape
would never come.

a moment time held forever

two cute round-faced teenage hasidic boys with long blond curls falling down the sides of their faces are standing next to one another playing banjos. they are standing in a snow-covered field that is almost completely white except for a few small trees and a wire fence far off in the distance. in front of the boys is a halfway-dying deer with an arrow sticking straight through its neck, and a small pool of blood collecting beneath it in the snow. the deer is beautiful and cream colored; it is looking up painfully at the sky & it seems to be in a considerable amount of pain & agony. despite the cold and the snow, neither brother is wearing a shirt, only long black pants. the two boys look like identical twins except that one boy is a bit more pudgy than the other. their skin is very white and sickly. you can see their footprints in the snow. both boys have long dirty fingernails and pointed teeth.