A damn good mug

i am not an electrician

like my father before me
he has the skill
i work with my hands not so well
trying and believing are not the equivalent
genetics are a farce
it hums, dammit it hums
and my eyes are crossing

No feet on my ground

bikram blades

inline spun and rattled off rocks and he said he would climb the stairs with his mountain bike and she said lets go and we went but the courts were taken so i did laps and we came back to cards and bikes and off to bikram
like a yoga sauna
stretching til you fold into food shapes and bugs
dead pose
think about cutting my hair all off because of too much sweat
and there it is and i am done
i like it
me in a mirror with me alone
me teetering against and with and together i am
standing on a firm leg

Jolly hon

Aloe ha!

Alex

parting cloud formations like fire engines

today has no clouds
today is cloudless
they dispersed when out came the rays
i put plants on my porch
i made clothes clean
i found a ten spot
now i will cause a racket
to hit
with velocity
sweating my self cleanly
a springtime clean
a Chicago clean
pouring from pores
spilling me out onto myself

Listen

wormholes

two years too long and far away in another time space continuum place
was i here or there or where was i
getting back wasn't easy because i left some parts behind
but being back broken is better than not
and so here it is another begun beginning
and my presence is standing two footed on stable midwest quakeground
i will rattle again
i will vibrate