Sorry If I’ve Been Obscene, I’m Just A Relic Of The Holocene
Eight poems about the humanity of being a writer
[I hope you had a great Thanksgiving holiday! These following poems will be featured in my upcoming poetry book, Moon Goon.]
The Spectacular Specialization Of Labor
the peregrination of humanity
is in growing wheat for hallucinogenic beer
and then steady stable consistent food
building cities around the fertile spots
and specializing labor ever more creatively.
live a life of personal eras and flaunt your artistic renaissances
charming those who watch you grow
happy to never count you out.
looking through an old notebook
I found a page ripped out and wondered what it had been
what secret I destroyed
or message I tore out and passed
or embarrassment of art I wanted scratched from the record.
I’m my only biographer I’ll ever have
and I’ll never know.
10,000 Hours
