Seaweed behind the Ears, Longin fo da Beach

Barefoot through the thistle yo
Like Ceasar?
No, more like Cisarro

Kicks on fire
bustin out the blisters yo
ridin the tides

I'm Yemayah's daughter so
flippers to the side
Tails to the west

when I'm in water
I'm lovin every aspect
A.S.
8/23/09

First Digit

One knuckle
first digit pointer
to be exact

swollen craggy
like driftwood
I banged it I think

or maybe it's
arthritis
striking early

whatever it is
I type this now
with my middle finger

finally center stage
at last while poor pointer
watches from above

How hard it is
not to use you
especially in school

where I need to
coat you in oil
rely upon your agility

Shoulder moans in sympathy
listen while the haughty
forearm muscles balk

look at that crumpled digit
so swollen unable to heal
sending cryptic smoke signals

to that befuddled brain
ouch my finger what shall I do?
tape it, xray it, kiss it

do something you fool!
there is no finger prince
or pointer fairy

This reminds us of
the time when you fractured
your arm and failed to call 911

Well, maybe not as bone
curdlingly painful, but still
a cry for action

Ok I'll call the Doctor
better to know
sacrifice time to save a finger...
A.S.
8/17/09
12:24pm EST

Voudou Hairdresser

Voudou hairdresser
messes with your head

twisting the tendrils
waking the dead

she straightens you out
then plaits each strand

carefully placing
her silent demands

behind your ear
she tattoos a bee

the buzzing won't stop
so she combs it all out

carefully she pockets
the strands that fell out

for you may leave
but you'll never shake free

she's woven a doll and
stuffed it with hair

if you squint in the night
you may see it there

hanging from a tree
covered with fleas

you'll get no relief
except from a breeze

so careful my friends
when it comes to your hair

there's plenty of
voudou hairdressers out there
A.S.
8/5/09

Loud Silence

Silence is filled
with life

little sparrows
flap their wings

neighbor's car passes
republican sticker grimacing

wind tussles the trees
sounds like rushing water

my inner ears
creak and click

clock in bathroom
ticks like a metronome

mouse rotor clicks
as I roll it along

again the rustling wind
in the distance a whistling child

ten minutes past six
distinguishable only to me

the breaking pieces
of my heart
A.S.
8/2/09

Riddle Me This

It's quiet here
still I try to
hold
the slippery rock

it pushes through
my hands
like a toe
through a sock

There's the laughter
of the children
two houses down
the way

the rain dripping
from branches
and my cat's purr
though it fades

Like a flacid
muscled swimmer
trying to climb
a rope

or a tight mouthed
corrosive sinner
who tries to
give up smokes

I ride the teeter-totter
never could ride a bike
but the roters are all rotten
so I fight I fight I fight

It's a silly enterprise
to hold what I cannot
like steam the
thoughts must rise

I'm not
I'm not
A.S.
7/29/09

Musings on Assertiveness

Some people
respond well
to assertiveness

Please do not
speak to me
that way...

it's strange to see
others warm
to me

after I have
slapped their
wrists

I suppose
some people
need to be

knocked back
into consciousness
out of their dazed

sleepwalking
through their
dream of self
A.S.
7/28/09

Mind Loops

Mind creates loop holes
and ties self up in knots

not me
not you
not now

Be careful what you
wish for

or where you thoughts
might rest

the universe
she listens

she'll put you
to the test

A.S.
7/27/09