Posted in Poetry, tagged esthetic, Poetry on December 13, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Adynata or My Name is Raincheck
The main problem with poetry is also the thing that makes poetry possible; poetry doesn’t work. There are no words to describe the human condition, at least no accurate words. If there were, I’m not sure there would be a need for poetry, or religion, philosophy, consumer culture, maybe [...]
Posted in Poetry, tagged carrie hilliker, elegy on December 13, 2007 | 1 Comment »
I did a nice revision to the end of this poem. I really should just save it to send out for publication, but what the hell. nobody reads this blog anyway. enjoy.
Raking Leaves
For Carrie Hilliker, killed 11/09/2007
song in my head.
won’t quit as I work
my way slowly across
the yard.
These leaves are the color
of the Earth.
Brown and [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Uncategorized on December 6, 2007 | 1 Comment »
The “online dating” series are emails and dating profiles that I come across that I like to put into a poetic form by changing the line breaks. They are mostly supposed to be funny.
Online Dating IV
Who Knows What
Hot and wild girl
looking for fun with a cute
younger stud.
If that sounds like you, then
lets talk and who [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Uncategorized on December 6, 2007 | No Comments »
Matthew Fouts
Taking Damage
The mind. The body.
a sad song is
a lesion on your brain
that will never heal.
Every girl that turns
you down,
every dance you sit alone,
every time you spin,
every time you fall,
you take damage.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, tagged Uncategorized on December 4, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Matthew Fouts
Taking My Life in Your Hands
I guess I should have known
when she met me for coffee
in old baggy clothes,
that she profoundly didn’t give
a shit. I guess I’m just a cock
eyed optimist. That’s not true.
The truth: she sized me up
and saw me as a weight.
I fell in love with the glow
of her shiny black hair
and [...]
