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should she have turned away
stayed or run backward to face sitting realities
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outstretched hands (above my head)
understand this journey
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confusion of tongues
exacerbates drunken brawl
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and those times I thought you had left me for not--
there you were in glowing smile to cushion my fall.
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like dandruff flakes from unwashed hair
particles of life's ruptured spline
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denial was the substance of her pain
and grief swallowed her whole in moments of distress
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These little ones I so adore Their faces are shiny and bright
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Picked from this lot are faded souvenirs,
of which with fall of pride I musn't share.
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Renee is grateful for our war veterans
And feels no need to explain anything
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clarity wiped my disgust
into particles of dust
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expected to lie there
screaming in torment
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Reform is out of step just now
My soul relishes in being granted staying power
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waking up with
xerox copies of reality
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Is it Obama's fault that he's not plugged in yet?
Least he chose a VP both sides could easily vet.
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Refusal to digest the bread of substance
made me yearn to speak freely
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my dress;
a pale saffron.
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but embedded in my mind
is how close we were
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Don't look upon me with sympathy
especially pity
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wednesday's child
a woeful soul
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I relish at the thought of these Kodak replications;
being here even after my time on Earth has dissolved.
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Be blessed little one
write to your heart's desire
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His paint brushed dipped in colors so complete;
give eye candy that wields its mystery,
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i come to you with no fore sense
or after thought of realism
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towering to the hilt
of simplicity
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