All I wanted to do was ride my mo… And make out at Spooner’s Point. But when Mary Daley got pregnant Her father threatened me with the… So I married her and went to work
pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction
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Snowflakes or fireflies Beneath an oval moon Do I wake or dream?
Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid
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…
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
The taste of winter ice Dug in August from the sawdust Of Conley’s ice house The slap of the screen door On Grammy’s porch
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
In the universe Of winking stars is there one Who also wonders?
Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
Empty moorings and Quiet lighthouse watch the bay Crawl back to the sea
death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening
see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
she watches him as if the fault were in her eyes poor shorn Sampson withered hands grip the canes that barely hold the frail reflect…