Submissions by rayheinrich (Death Plane for Teddy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Two of the cats i live with piss in my shoes. My wife either doesn't, or her piss smells like the second cat's.
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Sep 2012 3:06am
26th Sep 2012 3:06am
< cut like a movie >
as if a picture of my hand
taken in Texas in 1993
(on the causeway to Galveston)
could reach out
and open a door to the east coast
just wide enough
to shout through
shout anything
that might bring you back
"we're all pieces now"
(i want to tell you)
gray, white, black
i spend afternoons
cutting them
like a movie
and in the evening
i spread them out
our pages ...
taken in Texas in 1993
(on the causeway to Galveston)
could reach out
and open a door to the east coast
just wide enough
to shout through
shout anything
that might bring you back
"we're all pieces now"
(i want to tell you)
gray, white, black
i spend afternoons
cutting them
like a movie
and in the evening
i spread them out
our pages ...
765 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Sep 2012 1:41am
24th Sep 2012 1:41am
< ornament >
a light rain
a red berry
one of all these
all waiting
in the overcast
a slight drizzle
a fall day
and on each one
and this one too
a drop
a tiny mirror
stuck to its bottom
that wraps the sky
the forest
the field
the dog and me
all of us
it has all of us
stuck to its bottom
a silver ornament...
a red berry
one of all these
all waiting
in the overcast
a slight drizzle
a fall day
and on each one
and this one too
a drop
a tiny mirror
stuck to its bottom
that wraps the sky
the forest
the field
the dog and me
all of us
it has all of us
stuck to its bottom
a silver ornament...
820 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Sep 2012 1:12am
24th Sep 2012 1:12am
< rose street >
in a neighborhood of streets
named after flowers
you
find yourself on rose
greeting me
as i come
from begonia
- - -
named after flowers
you
find yourself on rose
greeting me
as i come
from begonia
- - -
849 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
19th Sep 2012 00:32am
19th Sep 2012 00:32am
< elephant wings taste of non-existent chicken >
the taste of elephant wings
reminds me of
non-existent chicken
----- "But, do you have chicken?"
we have no chicken
we have only
non-existent chicken
we have plenty of
non-existent chicken
----- "This explains the scent of elephant wings;
the hot, juicy, scent of elephant wings."
how many do you want?
- - -
reminds me of
non-existent chicken
----- "But, do you have chicken?"
we have no chicken
we have only
non-existent chicken
we have plenty of
non-existent chicken
----- "This explains the scent of elephant wings;
the hot, juicy, scent of elephant wings."
how many do you want?
- - -
793 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Sep 2012 11:59pm
10th Sep 2012 11:59pm
< ignorance >
the mirror pond
this fine spring day
displays a face
that's far away
i've buried how
in all my mess
i make it up
just to impress
Painting: Self Portrait B - RayHeinrich - 1989
Faeces and Fingerpaint on Fiberboard, 156x234cm
this fine spring day
displays a face
that's far away
i've buried how
in all my mess
i make it up
just to impress
Painting: Self Portrait B - RayHeinrich - 1989
Faeces and Fingerpaint on Fiberboard, 156x234cm
819 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Sep 2012 1:51pm
8th Sep 2012 1:51pm
< how many hearts does it take to make a quilt? >
i am sitting on a box
in my aunt's garage
helping to pack it up
us up
her up
all
these
pieces
of her life
here's
a small shoebox
i open it
and inside
about fifty hearts
cut from cloth
she loved to make quilts
how many hearts does it take to make a quilt?
- - -
in my aunt's garage
helping to pack it up
us up
her up
all
these
pieces
of her life
here's
a small shoebox
i open it
and inside
about fifty hearts
cut from cloth
she loved to make quilts
how many hearts does it take to make a quilt?
- - -
974 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
31st Aug 2012 2:16pm
31st Aug 2012 2:16pm
< a slap or a kiss >
every day repeats itself
every minute
and this second
i remember
how you were
i remember
yesterday
i remember
just how you were
only the sesame chicken
was garlic beef
and your crying
was more subdued
you
were in another room
the one with the white carpet
(white carpet is always a mistake)
and you?
well
i'm just repeating...
every minute
and this second
i remember
how you were
i remember
yesterday
i remember
just how you were
only the sesame chicken
was garlic beef
and your crying
was more subdued
you
were in another room
the one with the white carpet
(white carpet is always a mistake)
and you?
well
i'm just repeating...
981 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Aug 2012 9:17pm
30th Aug 2012 9:17pm
< poetry and pimples >
showing
your
poetry
to another person
is
like
showing
a pimple on your butt:
you need to be
very
selective
not everyone
appreciates
pimples
- - -
The drawing is 'UNTREATED-ACNE-001' by KAPRELES.
You can see more of...
your
poetry
to another person
is
like
showing
a pimple on your butt:
you need to be
very
selective
not everyone
appreciates
pimples
- - -
The drawing is 'UNTREATED-ACNE-001' by KAPRELES.
You can see more of...
1167 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Aug 2012 5:17pm
27th Aug 2012 5:17pm
< 8 flower tales >
1 -
all winter
the spring
grew inside us
now
our mouths open
and flowers tumble out
2 -
the rush of sprouting
of shoots
pushing aside old leaves
of stems ascending
as the buds
inflate to airy flowers
3 -
the bees warn us
as the mouths of flowers ...
all winter
the spring
grew inside us
now
our mouths open
and flowers tumble out
2 -
the rush of sprouting
of shoots
pushing aside old leaves
of stems ascending
as the buds
inflate to airy flowers
3 -
the bees warn us
as the mouths of flowers ...
953 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2012 8:21am
22nd Aug 2012 8:21am
< jesus from el salvador >
is busy
cleaning buildings
in the
united states
of america
and tonight
he's at the office
in the
united states
where I work
and he's vacuuming
and emptying
my waste basket
and he's earning
u.s. dollars
and paying taxes
and because of
the massive u.s.
federal debt
the tax from that beer
he bought at lunch
today is just now
going to pay
for the u.s. sponsored training of the...
cleaning buildings
in the
united states
of america
and tonight
he's at the office
in the
united states
where I work
and he's vacuuming
and emptying
my waste basket
and he's earning
u.s. dollars
and paying taxes
and because of
the massive u.s.
federal debt
the tax from that beer
he bought at lunch
today is just now
going to pay
for the u.s. sponsored training of the...
1018 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Aug 2012 12:33pm
17th Aug 2012 12:33pm
< falling through glass >
i never thought
we'd get this romantic
as the sharp pieces slice neatly
making clean cuts
we are amazed
by our red sheets flowing after us
by our hands
still holding
our hands
still holding
some hope
of us
continuing
as we continue
falling through glass
- - -
we'd get this romantic
as the sharp pieces slice neatly
making clean cuts
we are amazed
by our red sheets flowing after us
by our hands
still holding
our hands
still holding
some hope
of us
continuing
as we continue
falling through glass
- - -
906 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Aug 2012 12:06pm
17th Aug 2012 12:06pm
< Broken glass >
I am still a little mad at you and i
lift your head and kiss your lips and
they taste of blood and the glass is
broken over the floor and shines from
some light but it's dark in here and
classical guitars are coming through
the window are echoing their passion
from years ago but it feels like here
those notes and all this glass and
all the soft parts of us that need to
...
lift your head and kiss your lips and
they taste of blood and the glass is
broken over the floor and shines from
some light but it's dark in here and
classical guitars are coming through
the window are echoing their passion
from years ago but it feels like here
those notes and all this glass and
all the soft parts of us that need to
...
897 reads
7 Comments
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