What are you trying to prove?That mustard stings in a grove?A sandwich can be caughtby a butterfly cooked in a wok?Let me explain how this…
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The Void faces me but as soon as I say thatI form boundaries. Give it sides or encircle.Next eyes to see, ears to hear, mouth…
Comments closedInformation’s a machine.Information’s a nation.Politics a goal.Just arguments about sensation.
Comments closedI sit before you tuckered outor is it puckered in?Enfolded rather like a snout.Can any word beget a rim? You came at me with tweezers.I’m…
Comments closedInstruct a wise ass class to booIf they’re not paying attention to you.Say boo who and stand on your head.Do anything but play dead.And maybe…
Comments closedIt’s not coming.How can I say that?It’s gone. It’s always been that way,Up close or far it hasn’t.Mid-point’s next to nothing. What angle’s not so?As…
Comments closedA poem a day keeps the critics away.At least in your mindset. You can always say some day,“Every storm has a sunset” Let them dig you…
Comments closedRest in peace. Put it all together.Decease and resist. Here comes the weather.Pardon my behavior. You are my enabler.You’re good for nothing. At least that’s…
Comments closedParts are parts and parts of parts.All doing their part.The birddog barks at a treebut doesn’t become a barkbecause of me. The flow is mightier…
Comments closedThey wind and ungulate.Those slippery shiny snakes.Nestled deep within thema throbbing blob to eat. Smell the wet surroundingsbefore you swallow wholethe lobe of a grey…
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