a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
my real name was Clarence but they always called me Dummy because they thought I was stupid I lived with my Mom and swept up… for a dollar a day ‘cause
inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
Autumn dusk descends Street lights run on rain-slicked… To glistening pools
crumbling mortar and stone among the trees it stands alone morning glories creep upon the flo… the stair has fallen through the d… the music of summer is in the air
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
A man sits reading under a “SIZ… He does not look sizzling hot He looks quite ordinary in fact Perhaps feeling me watching him… (Not noticing the sign because it…
silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union
surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas
we don’t know who he said he was we came from curiosity and stayed for the inhumanity
summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse
liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…
Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid
Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind
