the bean can

in settling for bed

i opened the cupboard

for a cookie or two

but no treats were found

only a can of

great northern beans

how much protein

is in a serving of beans?

7 grams. but get this,

on the can itself was the

vegetarian food pyramid

it was quite unlike anything

i had ever seen

and it read

eat your beans

drink your booze

all in good health

no joke.

go peep the pyramid

and let's go vegetarian tonight.

writers never die

there is a time

to bite a line

from a hero.

those of you who

never read him

might think

i was so quick

with words.

writers never die.

choices

a break through

my choice of sustained abstinince

i mispelled abstinence

fuck it.

beading

i pierced the couch with a violent eye

and passionately tried to thread beads

on a leather string

suddenly a fervent rage overcame me

and i started to fuck the glass balls

with a cord too thick for any such hole

i screamed beneath my breath so as not to

wake belle, and punched the sides of my head

like an angry gorilla during heat

be it the lack of cooperation,

stress, or old perfectionist tendencies,

but i had cracked, made a slave to a handful of glass

that was when i knew

i needed less wine, more structure

and an art project that didn't require nimble fingers.

no cuhunas

i knew you with balls

but took a recent census

and found your grove

had lost its nuts.

call it middle age,

or the be-witching

hour, but what the

heck happened

to the bone

that broke

your

self respect

and now you

only ring when

lady bird

flies da coup.

i miss those

prophecies of

i, self,

divine

and hope your

cuhunas

return home,

once again, brother.

anticipated

i'm waiting and

compulsively tugging

the half inch too long

hair on my neck

perhaps i've always

felt yearning in

greater magnitude

than most

but right now

feels like the first time

i ever wanted that call

from someone

and it's silly because

i wouldn't know

what to do

with it anyway.

phone sex

i wonder how many times i've called

and asked, "whatcha been up to?"

where you replied, "not much and you?"

when but seconds earlier

you were in the throws of

fucking yourself

so hard that

upon answering,

you lost momentary consciousness.

it's been a long time since

you came honestly

in my ear.

hmm...