Popular Poems for and About Best Friends

old long since
sadness are the shore shingles
which will never drown,
we watched our school friends die together

How many women took us up the stairs
to touch to feel to caress,
our webbed fingers never made us Superman
there was always Lex Luthor, dredged in black
metaphorical chains gallow’ed upon neck

Well, not quite

Indigo in eyes of his children
north by northwest, or north by fucking anywhere
are rainbow’ed hues of the future
and I know (I know) rainbows are such a poetic cliché.  

Turn my...

I don’t know that smoke,” I said and turned
my face away from hazy,
lazy eyes  
that spoke with swirling blue,  
shameless lust –
a guise I know when we  
are on our own.
 
I watch the cherry  
glow from mouth to mouth,
the unfamiliar night  
creeps in and I
don’t know the smoke  
he’s blowing out tonight.
 
She don’t know that smoke,  
he seeps into the dark.
She gets shy,  
his smolder hands are slick
with heat. I cut confusion  
eyes to his.
He’d never touched,   ...