This is a Documentary

This is a Documentary

that says

I'm a lucky sleestack

and a trenchcoat full of lies

I'm a brisk and sun-dappled,

persuasively mellow, 

Hitchcock heroin

sun-bunny

and I'm alive!

This is a Documentary

that says,

Yes, I know I've got the vision

inside of me

Yes, I know that I will marry

my dreams

But you know,

it's not always so good --

I've got nicotine fingers

and weary eyes

the vision gives me

a bad dream or two

I love,

and I am forced to make a

life decision

I love,

but still, I lose

but

This is a Documentary

that says,

I will survive.

- May 18, 1986, A.D.

Poetry: 100% Pure Beef (or Vice-Versa)

Someday soon, I hope to become

that soft piece of rubber

with a Taoist look

and bounce

and bounce.

I am ready to take the first bite

of my quarter-pounder

I am ready to begin.

I'll take the low, low road,

but I'll get there, to the dinner party

eventually.

I'm doing it --

I'm taking the bite

"How is it?"

"Well done."

Why, thank you.

- April 25, 1986, A.D.

Change Your Fate

It's fate, that's all --

my usual state

It has to happen

It has to hurt, too

But you can turn it around

I always do.

Why, this feels perfectly right for me

A melodrama, meant to be

You can do it, and you should --

Turn the bad around to good

Turn the arrow, facing up

The sky's the limit

Come with me.

You need some pain

Come on, don't deny it

You need some fate

Just look at me

Don't I look good in my agony?

Don't I glow against the gray?

You can do it, start today

I'll conjure pain enough

to share.

It's fate, that's all

You know, destiny

And with my help, you can have some, too

But you can turn it to good --

I always do.

- April 25, 1986, A.D.

Deep

And now, would you like to go a little bit deeper?

          I didn't even know it was this deep

And now, would you like to go a little bit deeper?

          I had no idea that it could be this deep

And now, would you like to go a little bit deeper?

          How could I have known that it was this deep?

And now, would you like to go a little bit deeper?

          How could I have ever known that it would go this far?

And now, would you like to go a little bit deeper?

          O, god, how much further could it go?

And now, would you like to go a little bit deeper?

          O, god, please - NO!

And now?. . .

- March 29, 1986, A.D.

October

Every night

that you are gone

I lie in my bed

and I imagine your touch

and your warmth

I think how nothing opens me up more

than your caress.

The wind whispers outside, in the dark

and I feel your kiss against my neck.

The breeze in my ear

is your breathing.

Warm, bare-skinned bodies

your chest against my arm

your thigh on mine

two bodies, intertwined

your hand moves softly, gently

across my skin

your kiss is on my cheek

you pull me in closer

outside, leaves brush against leaves

lips brush against lips

they dance and fall from trees

as your hand moves down my spine

the wind presses the windowpane

against its frame

you press your body to mine.

I was never so alone

until your branches

got tangled

in my own.

- March 29, 1986, A.D.

Just This

It cannot be counted

unless in hugs and smiles

sometimes I lose myself -

deeply-

in your eyes

It could never be measured

with a list of pros and cons

my love is for you, lover

it goes on

and on

and on. . .

- March 26, 1986, A.D.

Photo '86