am I brushing my teeth or thinking about brushing my teeth? I don’t remember brushing my teeth I was elsewhere thinking & going thru the physical rote of not being where you are though you are not here I recall the strenuous togetherness & the thick white foam running down

She’s putting the pain in painter again, and it’s not just ice, but fire, too – & there are sperm sprouts in the mulch swamps, & there are hotbeds of uncertainty awash in mercenary wine; So watch a woman’s joy and strength in Music, and watch her transform, As your nights do you, and what…

Wasps, tambourines, & jugglers filled the fair. Tugging at your sleeves the crowd ebbed & flowed around the water’s edge in all its twilight rippling calm. If speech were in disarray & piecemeal in its distribution, it played amongst the birds, music & drifting thoughts devoid of all purpose but to be in communion with…

Everyone cries sometimes When your world has gone cold and hopes are low Everyone cries sometimes When your life is on hold and troubles overflow You can cry when you’re happy You can cry when you’re sad It’s a natural emotion we all have had Everyone cries sometimes When yours friends fade away and love…

Frost glazed everything in sight in the garden crunched like glass under her feet as she walked the paths in the late November afternoon she walked aimlessly sadly lonely her heart and soul feeling empty void of love as she loooked all around at the pearl gray misted sky the brown trees bereft of leaves…

There’s a way to do this. Time may be running out, but somehow there’s a peace, to passionate ambivalence. May I say that there is a method to it all? The seeing, the challenges wrapped in what seems like forbidden tension, are all creating something, a person maybe. But not I. Enjoying is so deliriously…

Leave me to my own advances, The disenchantment of failed romances. I felt her thoughts, I felt the passion. But friends and lovers are out of fashion. Feelings are a thing for masking. You hold those questions you feel like asking. You wish there was an easier way, To say the things you want to…

Fathers drinking in the Kitchen, And mothers crying in the living room. I am constantly praying, Hoping death comes and takes them soon. Life holds nothing new for them, They fight the same bout everyday. Mother acts oblivious. And father drinks the pain away. I find myself feeling betrayed. Is this the way a child’s…

I had to turn back The patterns of frequencies By flying off the handle So I could be considered normal Just as a puppy learns To make extravagant claims I try to meditate Through the patterns “that” frustrate Like a constant storm I navigate conditioned impulses Slowing these rockets falling With soothing music so compelling…

Thinking of you turns my blood to fire and I am all lit up Restless Wanting in my bed when I should be in yours Yes Right now Lips touching Tongues dancing Bodies meshing Heat blending with heat Come to me Now Bring me to your bed End this waiting this torment Fill me up…