When you know, you need not think
Your only need will be to impose heavily, rudely, astutely.

Landai means ‘short, poisonous snake’ in Pashto. The word also refers to two-line folk poems.

The Rich and The Poor

The rich man sees a stone 

Nudge with the tip of his foot

He recognizes its worth

But questions it against his own

The poor man knows of a speck of dirt

Never seen the rich man's gem

He knows not what worth is

And treasures the speck

The rich man walks on

His path littered with gems

He surveys and bides.

The poor man stops in his tracks

His path bared and dirted

He needs and commits

The rich man was not born rich

The poor man was not born poor

The Pain of Youth

Unloved child,

Choose crime or art.

Distractions

To retract

The pain of youth

Fearful truth,

Not for lack of capability

But for fear and ambition.

Unloved children,

Let us wrap our heads in your hands

Let you place your hands on our heart

To squeeze this odd muscle

Not to squeeze back life

For we have plenty.

But to apply a pressure

of stranger warmth.

A sharing of strength to dispose

Of the majority rules.

Know not our faces nor our names,

But know our mutual existence

As a hand pickpockets a soul.

The artist

The criminal

We had no choice.

穩 吻

妳 的 頭 髮 , 我 聞 又 聞

妳 的 手 腕 , 我 吻 又 吻

妳 的 真 心 , 我 問 又 問

妳 的 真 心

妳 的 手 腕

妳 的 頭 髮

我 穩 穩 地 讓 文 字 來 照 愛

因 我 無 能 也 無 意 穩 穩 地 擁 有 

Glasses

I was cocky

to venture

‘my glasses are foggin up’

waiting
expecting

sweetly receiving

‘just do this’

as she propped the nerdaphernalia up over my eyes

then closing the gap

to let them fall

over the bridge we made with two foreheads.

alien invasion club

cabin lights on / my way from LGA / cab lights off / my way to MTA / trans-gasm-port-gasm / schisms bridged by the Washington / buy-gasm-sell-gasm / of Washingtonian black box algorithm / yet / chug kool aid to rhythm alien / alien world tout license of innocence / crayolas wince at ponzific excellence / tufts invade each orifice / office fists frozen in claws laws broken / egos masturbate to OWS debate / ids refrigerate without abate / watch from the bush / watch from such cush / poison ivory tower / we can always cower / show our strong suit / any deck we’ll make suit / suits and sex / sex and suits / powerpoint lust / if you must / give in to sado-trichotillomanic hex / fornicate between Park and Lex / to the tune of fapfapfap / on a bed of extruded hair / bald heads bop to wubwubwub / fearless and unaware 

In glorious collaboration with Patrick Cheng

With serendipitous contribution from Christopher Schmidt
And thankful impetus from NYCpoetweet

Meme by Owned.com

11.20.11

Five months six souls
But you're still laughing to my song

You come and you go
But you're still whimpering dearly in my arms

You go and you come

But you're still putting me in my spot

You chitter and you chatter

But you're still waiting for this touch

You chatter and you chitter

But we're still making love
Five months six souls

They come 

They go

But we

We are still making love