a stranger sat beside me
this morning as the sun rose
over the damp parking lot...
Where have all the romantics gone?
Is there a place for us,
A place where our faltering words...
My heart has this hot habit, of glaring at me
from across the room, pouding on stucco walls
It throws drummer boy tantrum fits...
The air chilled my face
as I stood staring unblinkingly.
The ocean mist blends with my tears...
Shortly after the geese fly south
and the Jack O'Lantern smile
melts into a grimace...
When I was little my grandfather had
a collection of sand dollars.
I would peer above...
you can be...
My body yearns
For the first really warm day of spring...
2,000 miles from home,
thick fog covers the dense
evergreen tree line. a mix...
When they took my wisdom teeth,
they extracted miles of fleshy,
I wonder if I'll ever be more than a
taxidermied skull of an Irish elk.
Hanging from a ceiling with fractured...
you are a butterfly
and I am a caterpillar
awaiting my new life...
come and go...
That decrepit ashtray is a gatekeeper,
and knowing watchdog...
I see you.
Dramatic cadaver queen,
no strut, prominent and street-wise...
She holds me tight
wrapped around her...
in the backyard
the stone pig
A woman lives to serve a man with grace.
She soaks her hair in rain to keep him dry.
Her legs a satin mask in hidebound...