old age

cracks line the wall
the vessel gathers rust
the tree stoops to fall
the floor breathes its dust
the telly talks aloud
the radio blares a song
the sofa yearns a crowd
the chair rocks along
the phone waits and waits
the doorbell holds its tongue
the clock ticks never late
a photograph remains young.

ram cobain

vocabulary

there was once a man
who never heard the word ‘can’
he didn’t know what it meant
by either design or accident
in seriousness or wit
he never used it
as a child it was “a for ant”
(and yes “c for can’t”)
and when he read the dictionary
it filled him with worry
for ‘can’ stared back at him
like a verbose writer’s whim
and quite oft he was heard
saying “can is only a word”
very nondescript he was
with very nondescript flaws
and like a sorcerer’s cloning spell
he looked like everyone else
but still everyone could see
that that man isn’t me.

ram cobain

civilization

the monkey
found poetry

ram cobain

icarus

why do great men fall
from splendid ivory thrones
when they could stand tall
on lesser mortal bones
heroes they could be
legends than men too
instead they decree
to be like me or you.

ram cobain