Bad Poetry... Oh noetry!!!

So I'm posting these against my better judgement. Not because I don't want people to read them... please, I love people to read my poetry... but because I need to be doing my homework. Oh well! Here's to failing college!

Continental Drift
I am trapped
in northern california
with
Creeley and Blaser

A lemon is
a lemon
aleman
amen.

But my soul is a lemon.
So
is my foot.

To surpass the existential
is to find the
essential.

NYC rescue me
to reality.
All the lemons
shrivel in the
sun.

Not What I Do
The silence of my surrender
is so loud.
Ears pulsating under the pressure.
A series of bad decisions.

Holey sole tattered and forgotten
next to the welcome
mat
and flip-flops.

And the distance from A to B
does not equal
the distance from B to A.

Hold my hand...

Sprinklers and cold
cement
in late July.

Sucking it up.
Soaking it up.

The laughter of a lonely gazelle.

Vesuvius
The mouth of the volcano
trembling
the wanderer
thickly
slides down
woody
stubbled
slopes.
Dwelling
within the cavern
of smog
steam

Lingering
to unearth
mud
bubbling
to the surface.
Aggravating
plains
for the
greater
good.