Tender Loving

Look assholes

I know who spits in

my oak barrel

I watched you spit in it

Jefferson City, MO

I was out of towns

sewn into thin skies

open gray cardigan

choking down Champale

we just kept smiling

at those bitchy athletes

smoking Kools

gained lots of weight

rubbing lips across

wicker wastebaskets

Christian winter

park trailer life rippled

with meaning powdered

milk miles of ketchup

yellow elms

larks blew away 

Second Home

Clyde brought his dragon-shaped bong

talked down Victoria crazy in timber June

sipped peach juice from Beaver cap

bullied art’s summer’s blizzard

surprised by forever your look on my face

& our squishy things at a loss for bone earrings

said stop looking bitter & bite on this blotter

rat-tail ass-whip feathery feathery

none but chemicals near our spines

lift glass to lips another beauty mark echo

raised in wrong jar’s soul toupee

smash cup smile mirror breaks keys in doorknob

some things just work out change your life

paranoid hulk stretch spilling grrr

good in me stayed good don’t

bother you don’t bother partied to be loyal

won’t love me back won’t even wink

My Boys My Boys

    for Micah and Cedar

Crying your eyes out soured up my soul

harvest moons heaving up

quotes from birds flowers moving

full clichés hubba hubba

tanning brain fingers

with cooked down caffeine

.22 tickets to two hundred tabs

won’t save me from this lousy game

High Standards

Christian’s spaced out slowly alive

freckling his coat’s gentle glove

with three sleeves night owls drag

knuckles blank leaves ain’t supposed to

hunt cougars smoke hardest stuff dying

glue two papers together pig roast tomorrow

holding our wrappers from the inside

dog calm mitten all safe trees in storage

no fear no envy no meanness

Forgiveness

Cued by preconceived snowjobs

hold you all night kind of

blend undependable screen blood

washes right off cracks code to original code

chicks want angry Jehovas

no meek Satans they tell you that men do

wearing suits just to get out of the door

my terrific violence peaks and hollows

same thin shirt ass & boobs in my baby

picture easy-brush-hair real glue-eyed gazey

rentable wax lips with tip-over rage

green paint blows everywhere

creating youth of nation’s half-cured

locusts don’t bail on me brother

wish I still gave advice had it taken

Poem

Little nimble window mumbles

be the dream you might have dreamed

two seasons sweet suckle if you can endure it

escape me can’t wait to give life to the middle

going away’s only good coming back

intimist off key serial monogamist

do’ist screw-up can’t commit relapse

mentally ready ground-up tea-colored highlights

superstitions still have what washed of you in me

tucked in tassels adore being marvelous

Down Yoga    

Don’t let her take all your scratches away

Day glow bike seat

Norwegian squash blossoms

Dwight Clark sandwich

Broncos stacked

Shadow forearm's hairy llama

Grew two inches overnight

Angry yoga in an eastern town

Spader    

Fuck you for making us jack scar half-wimp

aggressively pegable hell I want you too

pounding out tuning forks

pecs only sore on the outside

all your cabinets disorganized

pulling hoodie over chin

it’s sweet when you kiss me

but you never kiss me

Eternal

             for Jeff Butler

Farm erasers raked my bells

wolfing down sweet milk

at the Peach Pit bare-assed

universe in silk Dilbert undies

hugged up on tube coolers

piling Oui in creek wheat

lower glass endure teasing

Bud Light tucked in my zipper

reminds me of Nevada

passed out near beer fridge

crazy old bump you

rose rose bodega rose

Truce

Like to complicate my life no I don’t

sleep all day full pail & feather

your hair grinding at sea for Texas decades

I’m keeping this pen even if you split

me make the right decision this kid was a dick too

brawled open fist made his own costumes

sucked wiped away poison

sure I might be a fuck-up

but I’m an awesome fuck-up