Tag Archives: Schwervon poetry

Show Poem: September 4, 2017 Michigan City, IN @ Quality Beet #poetry 

For a few days I forgot I was trying
And it was beautiful. I think
I didn’t know

Sometimes you say things
No one understands
Even you. Especially you

I love you for that
And now you are dead
And I love you equally
You taught me some rewards
Come from a great deal of thinking
And some do not
But there is a third. Something later
That love is endless
When viewed from a moving car
Like all this Iowa corn
And for that I love you
Dead or alive John Ashbury

The electric cocktail dresses
That hold it all together
Indulging revisionist compulsions
Working the freedom weights
What to do with the other 23 hours

Show Poem: September 1, 2017 Omaha, NE @ BFF Fest: Barley Street Tavern #poetry 

I awake covered in dead lines
Ghostly tatoos of a previous life

Compartments inside of compartments
A spirit animal with no idea
She is being left left behind

A temporary celebration of new glasses
Beware of low ceilings
And pre show injuries
Light rain that smears your windshield
Pizza and wings
Artisan ice
The champagne of bottled beer

Air conditioned nightmare
No discounts for artists

Side by side
The worst and the best
Cross the street
Come inside
This space will confuse you
This space will make you work
For your food
There are no free loaders here
No false idols

Just a space
To drown in if you choose
Or to develop

29 Summers left
Who knows
September is in the air tonight
She likes to change things up
Look at her past
Look in her eyes
This is where it all begins
Yesterday
Tomorrow
Right here
Her eyes are where it starts
And will start again

Show Poem: August 2, 2017 KC, MO @ Records With Merritt w/ Moe A. Barria + When Particles Collide #poetry 

I am lucky
Lies are are not easy
For you

For me they are a sweet static
That sings me to sleep

The traffic noise
And words of paternal love
I can never confirm

The language of animals
Is full of deceit
You are my beautiful
True human
Tear filled eyes, shaking and
Screaming at the evolution

Tell me not to worship that.
Tell me to stop stabbing
Myself with television.
They give me thumbs when
I need water.

I grow antlers in your presence.
I grow and grow,
And that’s how I know.