short freestyle poems

1.)

Right and Exact
karate chop hand jam
Feldspar crystals and blue sky
deadly desert blue
cacti could care less
upward thrutching
sofa sized ledge
redneck vehicles amble by
smiling
first ascent?

2.)

Truck hums over
neoconservative pavement
sandstone fades
junipers gesture
'ayyy yewww....'
I see them stumbling
like that drunk down the street
pocket vibrates
welcome back to Civilization
passionate, most are plastic
rearview mirror slices
of paradise found.

3.)

Money melts
But but not like snow, burning
into October leaves,
the saddest orange.

4.)

Nostaglia
for something so foreign and close
choices only matter
when the light is just right
not too low
not too high
not too fast
not too slow
an old soul 45 winding down in tangerine light
on a Sunday afternoon
'Whhhhhhheeeerrrrzzzzzzummmm'
pick the needle up
close the door
3 speed cruiser with the milk crate held on by electrical tape
kid from down the block
'what choo dewwwwin mister?'
as if the doing was already done.

5.)

'Please List your Professional Qualifications.'
oh son..
hold up
no hollllld up.
I'm qualified.
oh yes.
{Interlude}
'Romney, where you at homes?'
pause.
'Yo Mitt?'
pause. fumble. static.
'Sir do you understand how this could effect your credit report?'
scuffle. neoconservative finger puppet show.
'Bitch have you SEEN my credit report!?'
'Please list dates of attendance, degrees received, GPA and relevant coursework, and computer program proficiency.'
Do you know what it is like to be truly crazy?
freedom.
yup.
I'm qualified.