Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Straight Ahead: 23



Straight Ahead: 23

You give thought to buying a new bedroll,
search online bargains... check range rifles,
long Google map rocky rivers, saddlebags,
J.M. Capriola buckaroo ropes. Decade eight:
to each dream, a broke-windows dusty motel.

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Straight Ahead: 22



Straight Ahead: 22

Afternoon and a sweet alfalfa wind comes
across the irrigation canal... out of the northwest.
Pretty baby is baking chocolate chip cookies,
fudge-nut brownies, talking lilac-quilts.
Oh, vows of spring-lush Russian olive trees.

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Straight Ahead: 21



Straight Ahead: 21

Wolf-gray clouds, knees almost buckling
on uphills, memory of cup-bottom tea leaves,
blood-curses of a corduroy-'n-wool necromancer....
Bone dice... you shamble into an eighth decade.
Ghosts shadow-jab, growl, Compose yourself. 

Friday, May 27, 2016

Straight Ahead: 20



Straight Ahead: 20

Six-days beard, Leaving Cheyenne
on a CD player, you're a dust devil.
Sagebrush evening, cloud-drift horizon,
memory: newlyweds in a barb wire shack...
happiness of go-hard days, strawberry nights.

Thursday, May 26, 2016

Straight Ahead: 19



Straight Ahead: 19

You're three years without Copenhagen snuff.
It's a small town.  A Memorial Day Carnival,
a Ferris wheel, the homeless with backpacks...
red, amber, and plum balloons curse the sky.
In the West, we waltz across shallow graves.

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Straight Ahead: 18



Straight Ahead: 18

Stars as small as the eye sockets of rats,
shafts of black light from black holes:
all of it wispy-hypnagogic in a blue sky.
You comb memory on spectral-quiet days,
take your bones against blood red gravity.