Your children are mine
for the eating.
Sliced and bloodied
on bread –
cytoplasmic butter.
My Favorite
Fruits
By Design
Dedicated to Joel Kemp Sr. (1961 – 2011): Father, Writer, Entrepreneur, and Philanthropist. Rest in peace dad, maybe things can be different on the next side…
Addiction fuels us
giving purpose to our lives
until it takes them.
Braille Translations
Dedicated to Joel Kemp Sr. 1961 – 2011. He was not blind, but a poet. This was his favorite of my pieces. Rest in peace dad. You wrote one hell of a story…
Do not tell me
what the world is like;
for the times
are more beautiful
in the darkness.
No sights of the stuck-up;
I walk chin high
in 1990′s fashion.
No hesitations
or preconceptions -
I eat, drink, and touch
on living lips.
No rushing
the ride -
counting steps
in every breath…
Pyrex
Tell your children
why they were born -
in tubes:
not fallopian
but pyrex.
Childish
Children:
talking about children,
talking about condoms,
and cunnilingus.
Children:
strongly opinionated
with no strong opinions.


