he spoke
I held the phone away from my ear
will he ever stop
I brought the phone back
“Oh yeah”, I muttered
away went the phone
will he ever stop
I clicked the mouse
“You’re kidding”, I muttered
tiny mice grabbed my brain and
wrenched it
twisted it
I grimaced
I grimaced
My face contorted into
a tortured ogre
then I remembered
he’s my friend
and I’d be lost
without him.
david michael jackson September 21, 2012
Oh Billie
I can hear you in the train as it
cries out in the night
Chicago
Memphis
New Orleans
Oh Billie
I can hear you in the
way my memories fall in little
pieces on the stair
Oh Billie can you make that horn player play
Don’t explain
Take all of me
Take all of me
Take all of me
Don’t leave anything behind
Don’t leave anything behind
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david michael jackson
My brain is tired
the left side
in the front
the part that thinks
it’s in charge.
I drink the bottled water and try to
make the other side say that it is there
that I don’t have to add things up
that the socks in the corner will be
fine for now
that it all didn’t matter anyway
but the socks in the corner
need washing
and they lie there staring at me
like dishes
david michael jackson
He folds his words into pastry shells
and bakes them at 98.6
for as long as it takes to type these words
then he reads these words
and makes changes until
just maybe
for a moment
you can see the line in the water
and the float
bobbing
bobbing
THERE
it disappears
a strike!
It’s gone
and you grab the pole
and yank
and just maybe
for a moment
you remember.
david michael jackson