party of one/

©2021 Michael Raven

i am drunk
though no whiskey have i had
it is the woven words
writhing and twisting
and spinning around
i find so intoxicating
reading between those

s  p  a  c  e  s


|  l  |  i  |  n  |  e  |  s  |



in between
that fill me with vertigo
like a record, baby
round round round round
waiting for the room
grind to a stop
the moon laughing
for i am beloved by the moon, a
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©2021 Michael Raven

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puzzles my jigsaw pieces
tumble to the floor
all three boxes -- four!
dizzy in this haze
of words, flames and
i cannot sort the piles
much less make the
pictures complete


Poor Man’s Art House Film

I was scrolling through HBOMax’s offerings last night after I realized I didn’t have enough time to watch Doctor Sleep like I had originally planned (actually, the plan was to catch up on Black Spot, but there was no catching up to do). Yes, I am an early-riser, even on weekends, and I have a bedtime I have set for myself to maintain the semblance of being interested in avoiding by regular bouts with insomnia and restlessness — something I am currently being plagued with every night. It doesn’t help, but I go through the motions all the same.

Anyway, as I was scrolling through the A-Z filter of movies, I came across a few that I wasn’t aware were available to watch that fit into that “art house” category. Foreign films I have watched in the past (or never got around to watching) and a few American films that are also artsy (for better or worse). I had considered purchasing a few B-type films when I am alone with the cats next week, but I found a plethora of films that I thought might be nice to watch again, so I’ll probably avoid paying money and just make do with what I have available.

A few films I recall enjoying “back in the day”:

  • My Life as a Dog
  • Au Revoir les Enfants
  • Wild Strawberries
  • Dead Man
  • The 39 Steps
  • The Seventh Seal
  • Seven Samurai
  • 8 1/2
  • M

Not to mention a slew of Godzilla movies in case I don’t want to think…

The short version — Next week I can watch my arty films without someone moaning that what’s on the television is BORING. At least I don’t think the cats will say that. Guess I’ll find out…


©2021 Michael Raven

stretching out
carrying this dead soul
waiting to be filled
thin tether drawing in


will it be
razor sharp rocks
or ?