The long ride  takes its toll Three rows back There is a man who should have stayed home His tissues tell me so And the snot coming out of his nose I remember why I don’t take the bus anymore

Burn Long seconds Own heartbeat thunder Drowned out by hyperventilation After toppled garbage can And a light, Motion sensitive, Blinks alive … Wait… waiting … No apparent witness “City quiet” not too quiet To blend in And get into it Climb dumpster With a world…

How sad is it With us, best friends That only one of us Can win   How shattering How deeply dark That one of us Must play a part   One of us may smile And one of us pretend One of us, be happy…

There is an escape through the leaves A calm place that will greatly appease It is just past the rushes Where the sun sets and blushes While watchful willows put you at ease

The say teachers like me the best, But they use me less, I just become a symbol of their profession, Placed on a variety of materials, I assume it isn’t their intention, Kids like in slices, Dipped in caramel, My juices squeeze out creating a…

Some wounds refuse to heal because we have yet to learn to stop prematurely picking at the scabs barely crusted over or we unwittingly shift our full weight grinding joints still freshly inflamed   the heat of the irritation cannot blow cool   so the…

Dark, jewel-like drops of honey clung to my lips, like crystalline amber, they glistened and sparkled with the throaty hum of bees, incessant droning drowning out all other thoughts from my head. I plunge a hand straight in; bee charmer, lover and friend of insects,…

Our love is  silence on a noisy day My hand in yours as you walk away A kiss on the wind searching for a dream Being there when l need you

Shared sunsets that brilliantly illuminate contours of the horizon with plateaus and spires and low hanging puffs of clouds and empty words of desire Songs written about your love lost an aching heart longing for closure hope disappearing into deep valleys shared for effect, but…

extraordinary in ordinary we have worlds within, and history recapitulated from prehistory and mimicked in our selves how the single-cell precursor was attacked by some bacterium, swallowed it and kept the best bits for itself, played reassembly and brought out the mitochondria, worlds smallest batteries,…