I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
grey rocks flowering in melting fu… first blooms of March after winter… a flock of ducks is muttering in t… the first light of day to brush th… shakes the branches they reply…
once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead
crickets and brittle leaves empty seed pods scurrying in the heavy scent of autumn
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A man sits reading under a “SIZ… He does not look sizzling hot He looks quite ordinary in fact Perhaps feeling me watching him… (Not noticing the sign because it…
Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind
we don’t know who he said he was we came from curiosity and stayed for the inhumanity
come sit beneath my branches and read to me from dead poets for I am old all texture and symmetry a conspiracy of cocoons
summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse
(Based on the fact that 95% of household dust is our own skin cel… flakes of me circling in the sunli… bits of you lying on the bureau gather them in a beaker
I have no family to care for my gr… who doesn’t care where I lay… for fourty years after an argument… which of us was bigger? in the course of our lives we bot…
My queen for a day My man’s is in drag again Halloween party
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
through the sea smoke’s shimmering… where the Passamaquoddy flows the pulsing heartbeat of the strob… in my footsteps, crunching snow through the whirling, wind-blown f…