Month: May 2015

The Cave (Portrait #8)

  The lamps bob in between echoes. They can only reverberate for so long, then disappear around a curve. So we tether together, in small groups of nonsense It is our belief that we will come to the end, turn around, and find the…

Young Words

  There is a temporal space A frozen lake, where words From heated thoughts spill, Into symbols upon ice Slip, fall, even from sure palms   The stilled linear water Layered out into oval Fed by streams and sources Have been slowed By brave…

Honey Bunches Of Woes

  Cap’n Crunch is part of Military-industrial cornplex Shredded wheat is, well, shredded Post Toasties are shy But, very modernist. Life should not be simply cereal And taken more seriously! Wheaties get wimpy in milk Lucky Charms ain’t so lucky With those alien marshmallows…

I Have Known Your Lips

Ones that have touched me With a smile Soft and warm   Lips that have spoken Of concerns, Straight talk heard   The shape of a cry Salt river, running down To each end of your kiss   Sternness crumpled up In a wrinkle…

The Freeway (Portrait #7)

  We were underneath, before it crossed over the river. Tires sizzled above us like a new form of electricity. These were sounds of an alien world, our planet. Our arms glued on to it, tentacles. Yet, we couldn’t follow it. The kid was…

Running After The Rain

There have been times the rain abandoned me, Even though, the caress of clouds will always return I remember running in the forest, as I do now, after the rain The leaves left my clothing soaked.

One Day Only

  I look through the window The store was, my shop Isles of numb Sprawling endlessness There are no eyes anymore We shop only for a deal Priced for less than it’s worth Bargain and sliced, a mantra One day only   Coupons shine…

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