To reach a part of you, you didn’t notice before, but with me you care. Soul searching through emotions of feelings you fear will appear the truth of our co-existence, but you’re reluctant to let go.Holding on to nothing.Emptiness, dwelling within a hollow home you…

The boxes I put myself in are getting smaller.   As a child of seven summers, when my bare feet knew the grasses well, I was Odysseus at Troy, carving a way through the enemy rhododendrons.   I spoke at the midnight hour on August…

Warm summer nights With the warm sweet southern breeze. Dancing around our hearts. In a sweet warm embrace. Grant me your sweet kisses on my lips. Sweet smiles on my heart.   Sweet caress of your love. Around my heart. Warm summer nights.

  That girl, No you missed her, That girl. Too old to be sounding out “monkey” Too old to spell it with a q. Much too old to need her fingers to add. Her clothes stink, Her butt crack sticks out, Her burgeoning body is…

She enthralls like a lighthouse Draws me Keeps me away A caution for my own good but that light that exquisite fresnell I am caught in its prism I lie mute across the expanse I wait prow banking in fog turning I surrender I’m a…

dreams I share of hiking in the woods, surrounded by oak trees arcs of sunlight paths of fallen leaves, pebbles to amuse me. isolated, protected by human generosity. they donate their vowels, contribute imagination, build mandalas of grape vines, find hidden clues that I believe…

  Fog Dense, lifeless I wandered Pushing through endless Pointless Love affairs Loveless affairs Fucking without purpose Loving without bond Longing, lusting, lacking Drifting A beacon flashing Light called to me, Enticed me Led me to you Your light dissipated the fog Winds of change…

i see your words break you know what i want most now find me hold me help

8/5/17 7:43 am Longing Your orange juice mouth spit pulp into my vanilla guts I sigh and shudder into the seasons with too many reasons to drop my fragile feral heart onto railroad tracks and take back placing my head into your lap. The rain…

You asked me for my why, and I wrote it down all at once It took me a minute or two to scratch out the stuff of it. But then you asked me, “Why this why? Why is it this?” And I sat down another…