Category: picture

con artist 

a con artist in the big house

   the tiniest hands the easiest of crimes 

  a stolen nation

stored rock by rock in safety deposit boxes 

above him

out of his league
toss him through the window

leave him at the side of the road 
into a pile of plug in girlfriends

discarded as hard to clean for  

fear of damaging conduits and coils 
that hiss 

and fizz and the sound of a can of Coke opening is the sound of Satan leaving your soul 
said the priest 
the church of Coke: 

artistic glass bottles of the 1950s 

shaped like woman you wanted to fuck 


gravity unseen 

you said that these things were happening as a test
a test
a test maybe from a higher being 

some omnipotent force 

unseen like feelings or 

gusts of wind 
maybe it’s all pot luck 

she said a patternless mess 

of arbitrary

whatever it was

it froze you like a



if your wife/mother/father/lover was a werewolf would you:
•feed it to the homeless

•lover her unconditionally

•poke him with a sharp stick

•donate the thing to science 

•shoot it between the eyes with a silver  

false facts

His son sat on his knees,pointing at stars and

asked questions.
He answered

but wasn’t sure

of the facts
so he made them up:
like man landed on the moon in 1784

while Queen Victoria discovered

America by accident,
she got lost

driving a car made from

lollypop sticks and
Atlantis disappeared below the ocean waves

under the weight of all the dinosaurs who

headed there to avoid the comet

that was about to destroy the earth