Sunday, February 24, 2013

Do Not Ask for the Title

I dedicated this song to a
Guatemalan woman back in two-thousand-and-six
who I thought I loved but was mistaken.
At the time, I was trying to quit cigarettes
and drinking gorges of Chai
to stave off the boredom.
I did not quit smoking
and I was not in love
but I still listen to this song
and sometimes drink Chai.

Monday, February 4, 2013


I've taken some blows before
but only to the heart.
Knocked out in the fourth round
of the title match then
sequestered to my room with only
chamomile tea and Gustav Mahler for comfort.

"Ich bin der Welt abhenden gekommen," I say.

Then I surface.
"I will fight again," I declare,
"and You will not knock me Down."