disney princess castle

sans cigarette
in the living room...

the children were nestled
all snug in their beds
while visions of dincredibowls
rang in their potheads.

all i can say is for a homeless girl
she sure gotta lotta demands

no shit say her daddy.
my girl thinks she's gone over
to the schizo side. if we become
a section b front page story
will you promise to give me the rights>

ember the cat comes to read over my shoulder
she's perplexed as to the location of my feather
comforter, can 't grasp the rap tunes
coming from the other side of the door.


the tree twinkles in the corner, piney, dying.
the last time i left a tree up past new years afternoon
my apartment burned to the ground. . that was a different
illness, but the proclivity to attract ground zero seems

to be in full force. lately i see the poems want to be in quatrains,
untrained tho they are, unrhymed, staccato rhythmed. i
listen to the music change from one station to the next
am glad for a serenade to the lonely sound of the keys.

miss the nicotine.




















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the castle sits pretty , pink, compact
in front of the lawyers bookcase in its disintegration
much like your mind, my dear aquaintance
my lover's progeny, sprung from loins


unsuited to the task.  one princess lies
in a turret with a beast beside her. the clock
reads six fifteen. several other disney icons
rest in the boudior, awaiting pudgy fingers

and a prince.s kiss to set them free, or at least dancing
to the music in their heads.



have a little compassion
i asked my daughter, please just
put yourself in her shoes. but that
is the province of the writer, the artist, and she

gave that up for the baby. meanwhile abbigail's small breakdowns
continue. skizzin up and down the scale, more bite
comin faster and faster but i gave up my room for her because
i could not do otherwise. there must be some help

for the insanity that courses thru the weakest of us
the ones who can't thrill in the way the jet flies over
the interstate just as my car passes under, over
and over again, out here by the airport, fast track to exit from this place.


man,  i need a sig.
brb.





















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