Sunday, April 9, 2006

About a pig

I read a book once

maybe twice or a hundred times

damn, I own the first edition, you know?

about this pig, this fabulous pig

and the soft voice he hears in the night

of Charlotte breathing the words that saves his bacon

weaving his salvation with arachnid insight

bringing all into her web, garnering the support of the caring

not all of them vegetarians, I presume

yet they spare him from the roast

isn't that beautiful?

Saturday, April 1, 2006


there is light

fractured through saline distorted prisms

bent in unfocused colors on their scale

but peeking through as a rainbow in the distance

this is a jewel of thought

that the bloody shards under foot

can be swept up

feet and mind to heal

and that light still bent in colors

shows the facets of diamond