THE SPEAK EASY

I started writing poems 4 years ago at the age 30 (an early start to a mid-life crisis). I am currently an undergraduate at UNLV (too old to be an undergraduate, too old to start calling myself a poet). And to top it off, I'm not even an English Major. I'm a senior in the School of Business. Boy do I have a lot of nerve. My influences are Jim Carroll, Jack Kerouac, and Charles Bukowski.

THE SANCTIFIED WASTELANDS

It is a French
movie that makes
us afraid of city
traffic jams
under wine skies
while the Art
displays realities
of soldiers and
tree fields of insanities

These are dreams
only are Death can
tell while the cigars
burn perfume aromas
to the smell
of champagne
under rainy clouds
sharp and salty
while two
women kiss
lovingly touching

But a young Shakespeare
in the Luxembourg
French Quarter
an Elizabethan Poets Dream
told an unbelievable
Sparrows tale



a soon to be
King laughed
by a bedside
his Fathers death

he laughed at Death

he laughed at the Whore
who would strike
the Road of Divine
trashing the turn from Sin
burning ancestral branches
as Moses stares
befuddled
from the cutting side tempo
the pounding sounds of timpani


appropriate sounds
appropriate endings

to the tales of lovers quarrels

and a dedication

to the Sanctified Wastelands