(2013)
composed 07 Mar
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
YOU and are not us.
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
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
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
