(2014)
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
YOU and are not us.
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes