I found some old notebooks filled with poems from 1996 or 1997, I'm not sure. Lots of rough ideas - some were probably rough drafts from a creative writing class. I was using lots of food imagery in those days. I found a few that I still like. Here are a couple:
LOAD
A castro sack of load to go, with sprinkles multicolored.
In the sack, on the road, carrying a newly purchased load.
Drips alive in the chilly air city.
Drink refills: 49 cents.
"No change sir, your load is dripping."
BLUE MORAINE
Moraines slipping like ice cream
into the frozen northern sound.
Pepto-pinkish cheeks of foam
gush from underneath.
The clouds make lectro stains -
A sign of techni-color mass
Pack a knife, a flashlight, a tackle box.
Walk to the outer limits of greasy rocks.
Across the muddy plane of stainless steel
The blue moraine.
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