(2011)
#Haiku
Me: I love to drive He: it’s too damn dangerous safer to fly, statistics prove it
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind
surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls
(Based on the fact that 95% of household dust is our own skin cel… flakes of me circling in the sunli… bits of you lying on the bureau gather them in a beaker
SHIPBOARD last night from starless skies a t… stunned and shaken, seeking shelte… from unfamiliar shipboard lights I watched it falter with wings out…
summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse
little lies, seeds of thyme shallow-rooted, often sewn cover the largest stone yet a tree springs from a single seed
Pappa always told me that you should never tell all you… and I found it to be good advice I recall the time I got back from… with my winter stores back in ‘39
the darkening hills a triumvirate of crows in the glowing gloom
see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
Now that love has died Only silence remains between Two lonely people
Snowflakes or fireflies Beneath an oval moon Do I wake or dream?