once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead
crickets and brittle leaves empty seed pods scurrying in the heavy scent of autumn
pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction
Autumn dusk descends Street lights run on rain-slicked… To glistening pools
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
I met her at the supermarket this… She told me she works in the schoo… I saw again a little girl nervousl… at the taunting –Tallest girl in g… And I wonder if she’s back there…
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
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…
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
Nature’s snowy gown Melts into a silky pool Spring’s passion awakes
last night the winter world transformed to summer’s sphere fireflies in the night their aimless paths alight
Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
we don’t know who he said he was we came from curiosity and stayed for the inhumanity
wild rose bush crushed between the rocks so carelessly placed and yet there a soul looks out at me