Thursday, May 5, 2016

Afterthought (a poem by B. Dean)

ideas are simply
well-thought-out excuses
for unnecessary expressions
of a desperate longing
that will never be described

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Conjecture (a poem by B. Dean)

the activity itself is false
it has no footing in reality
though it borrows images
from the real

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Zen Being (a poem by B. Dean)

Zen Being
there's this idea
that keeps trying
to own itself
inside me

get the fuck out!

who said that?

Monday, May 2, 2016

Come To Think Of It (a poem by B. Dean)

Come To Think Of It
If you never know
what you are doing NEXT—
then you never know
what you are doing

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Interrupt My Life (a poem by B. Dean)

Interrupt My Life
interrupt my life
with something
so I'll forget
where I was
when it's time
to go back

Saturday, April 30, 2016

Thee Unknown (a poem by B. Dean)

Thee Unknown
there you go again
hurting for a difference
that you can't make
because life
is not YOUR mystery

Friday, April 29, 2016

Accomplishment (a poem by B. Dean)

my greatest
is total relaxation

I return to it
again and again