a pending waterfall


sometimes writing is like
squeezing water out of
a rock

if you're lucky, you can
get lost in a lazy river

i prefer the chance for
death

so a canoe and a pending
waterfall will do

they think this is easy

just take a blank page
and throw some shit
down

decide if it should rhyme
or have the occasional use
of the word fuck

cross the t's and dot the i's
and there you go

they tend to forget the
sweat

the blood, the angst

the perpetual fear that it
will never be good enough

and they wonder why only
a few of us ever live long
enough to be remembered
-------------------------------------------------------
on a blank canvas


yet another rainy night

arthritis is the reminder
that you are old

make a drink

put on some jazz

and break out the
watercolors

let the pain drip on
a blank canvas

they say this is the
kind of therapy that
helps the insane

might as well try it

too poor for cocaine

too lazy to make some
coffee

a little red for the horizon

blue for a drying lake

where to put the fucking
happy trees

you have to wonder if
bob ross ever just told
someone to fucking find
another way to deal with
stress

i have found art is for
the depraved

the souls lacking
something

may they eventually
find it