Tuesday, December 29, 2009

bh


when there is

no one else

there is something else

when there is

nothing else

there is somewhere

else

when there is nowhere else

there is somehow else

when there is

no way else

there is someone else

you.

Monday, December 28, 2009

bh

I am hurt

I cry

I say goodbye

to tears

of yesterday

tears of today

bring new

tears

of tomorrow

of joy.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

bh


right

right behind

me stand

my mom and dad

they shine like light

and wrinkle a brow

they don't know why

they know how

they want me to

grow and be

a better me

but me

I want to fight

and tear

my hair and

jump right

out of

here

Friday, December 25, 2009

bh

we ask

for the

redemption

all as one

all are one

all is nothing

all is one

all one

one

for one

Thursday, December 24, 2009

bh


her face

grass grows

almost stubby

and dry

earth

crumbs dry

sweat

long lines

never end

blue water

color

wash

white

and sun

never end

white

tent

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

bh

Thank you


for making me real

for making me feel

for making me beautiful

for making me think

for making me sensitive

for making me laugh

for making me live

for making me give

for making me pass

through the corridor

of this year

with light

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

bh


Paradigm

whispers

in my

ear

yesterday

the

world

had

lips

and

a

nose

and

eyes

and

today

they

whisper

and

say

they

have

lips

and

a nose

and eyes

and

a

white

imperceptible

speck

of

dust!?!

Monday, December 21, 2009

bh


DANCE

DANCE TRANCE

LIGHT SIZZLES

LIKE A GREEN

LIZARD

LIZZZ

ATH

SIZZLES BRAIN FRIZZLES

OVER

WHELMS

BLUE POND

DRIP DROP

RAIN BLOP

IN CRYSTAL

WATERS

OF BLUOOP

POND

CHSHHH

Sunday, December 20, 2009

bh

want that calm

influences green shirt
long hem

humm
humm di dum

flow- go go

rock

rock on

and on all day.

Friday, December 18, 2009

bh

yah


you feel

like no

one

in the

sea

of the

net

So this is no one

in beige-grey

not saying much

nothing you haven't

read

nothing you can't

delete

nothing you haven't

read

Something you can

misinterpret

something that types

a feeling

you haven't felt

you dont feel

for real

you felt before

Something you can

ignore

block

delete

goodbye is

like hello

cuute is like

a bore

Thursday, December 17, 2009

bh


so kind

of the sun

it shines

all day

and

now

it's

night

it stays

because

it heard

we might

despair

so it stays

by to

hear

of better

soon

it

will

leave

descend

it's

way

and

disappear

since it

has

done

for us

what it

could

for us

now go

but thanks

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

bh


As I sin

I hum

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

bh


Airplanes lines red

lines long lines

Jackets red yellow

Jackets bees

match

with bees. Spelling

Bee Spelling

Free Freedom

to be

me

lines stripes

colors

and other things

Monday, December 14, 2009

bh


nothing noone

no where

already

now

then then

there

ok

where

ok

Sunday, December 13, 2009

bh

when someone
speaks--

be silent.

Friday, December 11, 2009

bh

The dreamers told me to dream

"Dream Away!"

But I said, "No, I must return."


Thursday, December 10, 2009

bh


reality is

not the sum

of its parts.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

bh


so the merriment

has basics

involuntary

united

progressive

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

bh

for all those

lives

that were lost:

If my child

will ask:

"Why did

you give birth to me?"

I shall reply:

"So you would ask."

as so many do.

Monday, December 7, 2009

bh

good night
in the morning

i recall the mania

in the eve

and I wonder

how stupid

I could be

cursing the sun for rising

and

warming

my

room

at

night

cold

stars

Sunday, December 6, 2009

bh


I come
wash up
against the shore
sand in my nails
am I eating crabs?
the sand is sandy
on my legs
and I get up
and dance
like a crab
and sing
like the wind
and am born
like the moon
again
and again
wash

Friday, December 4, 2009

bh

I feel one thousand accusing fingers pointed at me
But if I haven't any strength what could they want?

Thursday, December 3, 2009


I have the answer

I said- but that's what I am good at

and I have no direction

and some fail

because that's just me

and that's just the type that this group rejects

repelles

expells

and returns

nothing

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

bh

Tears to renew

all is washed away

I have overcome the past

I want to reclaim myself

but i cannot

what?

to where?

like that-- who says?

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

small letters
do not convey big feelings

small tears, tear
drops
relieve big tzaar

chocolate hate

faraway distant
close and foreign

lurk steamships

latkes frying pan oily
fingers

lonely no one ugly

I would cry all alone
if I
could

Monday, November 30, 2009

Today was nice
there was a lot to do-
a lot of struggle
but light
and wisdom to carry us through.
I retire
was tired by people
and exausted by myself
but light to write
and carry me through the day
and night
good night.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

wahoo

bh

yala

goin

goin yah
goin this world ur goin

gone
gone alone
gone with the wind
gone with everything

that is the way of the world

Friday, October 2, 2009

no
la lala
wa
la
lala
waaaa
lalala
la
lalal
dum dum dum
da dumb da dum
i ncant believe
relieve
wail
waaaaaaaaaaaail
wanananana
what do i feel
real
overwhelmed
tired

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

tonight

bh

ligth

at night
light?
en paris
twas light
en paris
at night
there was
light?
oui
en paris

why is there light
en paris
and not
am wein
and in Stavopol
or Moscow
at St. Petersberg
it was night
dark
a mush
on a thin roll
what do you do
there
the white
was dark
we did not know why or
where
en paris
in Petersburg.

Good night
tonight
there is not light
I wanted those jackets
those two
for the night
in the beach chair
my hands in pockets
i will have to stand
and mutter to myself
in paris and
on the way to wien
there were mutterers on the streets
hooded?
surely I will be
hooded.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

TWIRLING COLORS

Twirling colors
spinners
joy jumping from the unwanted lines
blue and purple
green stranger
greenhorn
immigrant
soon you
shall see
the joy will come
and be revealed
jump from the swirling colors
twirling
in old navy
faded glory
rough indigo
sweaty tabacco
farmers
straw hats
southern
sense
morality
silent morality
no questions
i am not so great
as to deny myself integrity
morality
for there is no questions
shhhh

fingers
pointing
dark come
back
dont go there
little girle
we- dont go there
paradigms everyone is
the same
and I ask myself what am I
why i lie
lie here and wait
for the grass to grow
for the sun to shine
for the friends
to introduce themselves
for a summer dress to sprout
and grow
for worries to skip away
no turning back hands behind there back
if they would hide some of my joy on ther way theey would hold it in front of them
they skip away
and off to the dark land where they would greet gifts of my joy
and perhaps devour it
or inspect it
jeering
my joy
human
joy
your joy
the world needs a fix
double helping of joy and a
sun cherry
on top
and a new
pair of shoes
well earned
well worn with time
no shame
hard earned
hard played
hard worn
worned
warned
of the danger
pick up and run
its all over fold over the picnic blankets the dishes
clatter and
liquids stain
the fragile red
checks

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

enough of me
when will it be enough
how can I get rid
did diom
where should I dump myself
not in your conversation
on your lips
every other word
they shall say

enough of me
me or thee
dium
give of me
forget of me
me
thee
mee
enough
i cant forget
how to lose
where to hide my
monster
in the closet?

Thursday, March 12, 2009

grandma

bh
grandma sees me dancing
hair twirling
twisting
legs moving all over
grandma
it is all over
and the curtains come down
but i dont stop twirling
head bent
knees knocking
smiling
twirling
and
twirling into
a different
world
where they
dont just wait
they knock
where they not only knock
they answer
and answer
around and around
to nowhere
to space
to infinity
and beyong
for all the youthlings
gathered around
with smiling eyes
the door opens
the shuffling
shoes sticky
to the floor
the door opens and is locked
the next one opens and the handle is complicated
the smoke
the distress
you will relieve
tonight again
around
and around the music blares
compliments my dress
i am beaten
beat me
black and blue

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

TONIGHT

bh
tis the night for all that is forbidden
although at once
unbidden does come
not ridden riddum idiom tonight
alight a light alloud allowed
out loud
TONIGHT
purim
girls and boys come one
come all
together
raving colors raging colors not stormy by
day
light
alight and come
along
down the path that others may not come
only ice cream lickers
and other merry men
lights throught the branches
great night
greatness
at night
alight to night
by starlight
at twilight
good night
but i return
to write
again
again to write
i cannot stop
it does not let me
i cannot
anymore
hahah

Good night
people young men
and horseriders
good night
children's fears
good night sketchy
sketched characters
good night foreigners
good night to the the world
europe is in my hands
we accept all for
we are
one
so we say please stay
foreigners
please stay
wont you
what?
you go away?
why stay!
stay away!
stay out
go away!
good night
clout