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biblical

we stumble through the ruins
and struggle with the words
that drip from tongues like ambrosia.
yet we cannot swallow.
it sticks in our throats.
morality and children and immortality
and the balance of it all,
hangs,
hanged,
men.

» Posted By Kairn On 01.16.2014 @ 9:09 pm

harm

don’t harm them,
touch the leaves gently
and wrap your fingers around their hair.
let them grow in the sunshine.
make sure they drink plenty of water.
love them, especially when others aren’t looking.
never forget your garden.

» Posted By Kairn On 01.15.2014 @ 10:20 pm

counted

the stars
until in frustration
He poured the Milky Way across
a dark quilt in the sky.
except instead of erasing the mistakes,
they were highlighted.
to me, they were beautiful.
like His sighs at night.

» Posted By Kairn On 01.15.2014 @ 10:10 am

hijacked

and carried away.
but where was i anyways?
how do i know i’m not
stuck on some island. drifting in someone else’s fairytale.
they are always so demented.
Cinderella’s chopped feet and scratched out eyes.
The children are to be feared here.
please take me.

» Posted By Kairn On 01.10.2014 @ 8:50 pm

bourbon

scratches the back of my throat,
and i refuse another sip.
i was never good with alcohol.
especially the fruity kind.
and vodka always tasted of sharpies
and so on.
i left the bar in search of hot men at the soda fountain instead.
watering holes, they say.

» Posted By Kairn On 01.09.2014 @ 9:44 pm

wheelchair

glides to a stop.
empty of its empty contents.
somewhere a bag of bones lies.
i imagine her bouncing with cartoonish spring down
a very
very
steep hill.
it’s unfair that she’s taking so long to die.
and it’s unfair that i’m thinking this way.

» Posted By Kairn On 01.08.2014 @ 8:02 pm

freezer

burn scrapes off easily
and i contemplate another banquet.
there is a vaguely remembered story
somewhere in the recesses of my brain
about a sword hanging by a hair.
my stomach grumbles
and my brain refuses the memory
in favor of lower processes.

» Posted By Kairn On 01.07.2014 @ 4:44 pm

slip

up
and say things
that rage across your skin
and threaten to ruin the nations
carefully constructed by delicate and
innocent words.
we once lived in knowledge veiled
by naivety or superiority
until one day our game was up
it was beyond us, not the other way around as previously thought.

» Posted By Kairn On 01.04.2014 @ 10:23 pm

sniper

hits the window and then the air
and leaping through the flesh,
bullet reaps a life
or two.
far from the consequences,
a black figure straightens like a letter
that has risen from the page.
pure and clean and ripped of meaning.

» Posted By Kairn On 01.03.2014 @ 9:58 pm

standing

still.
letting time flow through
the crevices in my mind.
there’s no rush to capture it.
to dam(n) the inevitable.
let’s let it be tonight.
and just listen to the gears of the universe.

» Posted By Kairn On 12.17.2013 @ 9:14 pm

entirety

encapsulate the world
and discover that the universe is full of empty spaces.
spaces between our sentences.
between our hearts.
we marvel at the night sky, but i also find joy in the blue emptiness and blinding sun

» Posted By Kairn On 12.14.2013 @ 9:56 pm

colonel

fried chicken
vs. roy mustang
animals.
birds and horses,
soaring towards a golden horizon.
empty plains of endless opportunities
but i’m stuck in the mountains.
i’ll head down to the valley soon.
see you there.

» Posted By Kairn On 12.11.2013 @ 4:00 pm

improv

go.
just go.
um, ok.
our tongues stammered together in perfect unison.
like we’d somehow gotten together in an awkward amphitheatre and rehearsed this awkward dialogue.
perhaps we had once waited for Godot together.
um.

» Posted By Kairn On 12.10.2013 @ 7:40 pm

chosen

they were chosen
and they silently/loudly vowed
to remove the difference
between the choosers and the chosen.
let’s all make decisions
that stop limiting those of others.
yes.

» Posted By Kairn On 12.07.2013 @ 5:53 pm

plumes

of fire lash the sky
as the bonfire leaps into it zenith.
the birds know to avoid this flame
lest they join Icarus in his fall
to the scorched earth.

» Posted By Kairn On 12.05.2013 @ 11:58 am

typhoon

strikes the side of the face.
the land weeps and rages.
we are hurled along for the ride.
or merely feel the ripples at the edge of the pool.
Help!
isn’t there a lifeguard on duty?
is it up to me to save them?
no.
no.
no.
(Yes.(!!!))

» Posted By Kairn On 12.02.2013 @ 4:12 pm

derive

derive yourself from the river
separate yourself from this flow
and channel it into a new shape.
something you’ve never experienced before.
curl up inside and examine
everything.
check to make sure all the important parts
are still there.
finding a home is surprisingly difficult today.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.26.2013 @ 7:23 pm

ferry

us to another world.
where fragments of this one wash upon the shore
of fond remembrance and convenient
forgetfulness.

ferry us to a place where everything
really will be alright.

ferry us to a future
where we will actually count and
make change
and be proud of the time lost.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.25.2013 @ 9:46 pm

television

ruins me.
i really can’t.
but maybe you can.

take the remote.
take the device.
take my brain.

that is all i can offer
in exchange for this paradise you have given me.
i will accept any imperfection if you will take my surrender.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.22.2013 @ 10:16 am

irreverent

the words fell on the ground,
dirty as the pub floor.
her eyes flashed at the transgression.
mine were defiant
and a little bit scared.

we went our separate ways,
one walked with God
and the other pretended.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.19.2013 @ 4:43 pm

sandcastle

bellowing against the sand,
the sea grumbles at the gates.
our moat will not hold any more.
today will be a dark day.
The sandcastle will not be remembered,
the day will not be remembered.
The ocean always forgets.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.18.2013 @ 12:58 pm

creativity

streaks across the skies
in banners of blue and white
illuminated by the silky light of sun and moon.
today a butterfly, tomorrow a kite.
a hurricane,
a cloud,
a terrible cloud.
double edged power, this is.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.16.2013 @ 7:48 pm

toaster

burn us into the sidewalks
like a merciless god.

in tucson we tend to worship the sun,
it is equally feared and loved.

often i peer up at it and find it
utterly inscrutable in all its glory.
like a shiny new toaster.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.14.2013 @ 9:45 pm

darkened bread,
so dry.
SO DRY.
white milk.
mornings in suburbia are so frightening.

I run out to assert that the rest of the world is still
there and alive.
Breathing deeply.
ALIVE.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.14.2013 @ 12:40 pm

knee

knees that are bruised
with pains from night times’
of forgotten adventure.

i imagine whole islands blooming across my skin
and wonder if his lips will draw a map of that new world.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.13.2013 @ 8:53 pm

canopy

enclosures full of bright birds that flit across the limited sky
painting rainbows and singing happiness.

we left that day with triumph in our hearts and
countless mosquito bites on our ankles.

i sent the macaw postcard today to my aunt in Spain.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.12.2013 @ 8:56 pm

barricade

against the storm.
a hurricane howls at our door
and seeks reprieve from the cruel world.
the inn sign flaps wildly in the wind,
mimicking seabirds with broken wings outside.

our hospitality fails us
and we turn away.
the sound of shattering glass greets us in the morning.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.11.2013 @ 7:17 pm

compound

the interest.
molecular or ionic?
we learn that atoms do no have feelings.
they do not desire to be near each other.
they do not hate or love.
they feel nothing near emotion.

the scientists’ glasses flash.
hiroshima and nagasaki.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.07.2013 @ 8:53 pm

european

cookies.
Christmas, that wonderful time of utter mindlessness.

stirring tea, thoughtfully.
Or not.

sitting at French cafes,
people watching,
sun soaking.
oh, doing nothing isn’t ennui at all.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.06.2013 @ 8:22 pm

eastern

vs. western.
fights over land, words, doctrine.
we all question God
and claim to have the answer.

I walk in a garden and think on the past.
when worlds divided were exotic and amazing.

» Posted By Kairn On 11.04.2013 @ 8:29 pm

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