(2013)
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
