Wikipedia Poem, No. 125


You say
puff pastry you say
tax credit is a bulldog

by now she’s
probably lost in traffic
skin darker than guns
my father’s obsessed

it will be hungry
that guy who
makes hot sauce

climbs up my forefinger and into
whatever the girls’ mortal wound —
And I’m all like, bent, reaching
raise my hand to the horizon, beside

el niño spirit; and the exploded
my palm — safety — I straighten, &
down into the garbage where I roach

the Willis Tower, comparing, &
the vile, beautiful blattaria leaves me
and scales its black terrace and ponders
its sudden, liberal transformation — soon

as a way to juxtapose the mundane
condition the banal, blue
body; the salted, post-, uncombed

She didn’t even
take it
or gibberish in a cafeteria line
or bleeding all over Italy.

with Stevie Ray Vaughan

Includes four lines from "I love winter nights..." by Paul Ferrell,
     published in "The Cosby Show" (2015) by Water of Life Press. 

Library of Congress

“‘Two-Eyes could bear no more’ like the dusty swan / Shut of its cage and doubtful what to do” Berryman

Winter landscape
The statue
The disciple
A point of age

The traveller
The ball poem
Fare well
The spinning heart

Parting as descent
Desires of men and women

Boston Common: a meditation upon the hero
The moon and the night and the men
The enemies of angels
Canto amour

Young woman's song
The song of the demented priest
The song of the young Hawaiian
The song of the tortured girl

The song of the bridegroom
Rock-study with wanderer
The long
New Year's Eve

Narcissus moving
The dispossessed
Scots poem.


“Library of congress LCCN Permalink for 94838656.” The Library of Congress. n.d. Web.

“my evil is removed/my sin is forgiven”


A pencil marked Post-it found in a lobby in Edison, N.J.

“one of the Seraphs eg
[angel] flew towards me in
his hands was a hot
coal he had taken from
the [altar] with tongs.
He touched my mouth
with it & said Look this
coal has touched your lips
your evil is removed
my evil is removed
my sin is forgiven”

Jelmin Caba”