Sea weed man, guilty, Slimes across the deck and hauls upright, To do the right thing. The tentacles wrap, Tightly about the boat, Grown, Squeeze writhing rapture. He flops and plummets, Ecosystem returning, To the singing bed. Rachnoc withdraws, pulse, Follows his father beneath, As…

Ah the little things will kill you And they say that’s due to hope Hoping for improvement Over a loveless gloat Hope is heavy And makes you light Hope is solid And made of light Not liquid nor a gas Hope is not something you…

What is it, what is it? I know that I know this. It’s like, that word that means But it’s not that word. Or maybe it’s more like But again, not that word either. What is it, what is it? It’s there at the tip…

  I hope my bed assaults me with deep sleep Smacking me right in the face with a pillowgasm C. Churchill

    Equal wages and opportunities One or no religion Gender equality All sexual orientations accepted Accessible and uniformed housing for all Respect for all professions Seems like the perfect world Seems like an unachievable dream   Ours isn’t like that It has its flaws…

Permanent and shifting, Perpetually transfiguring in the dimn of night, Contrite in the radiance of day. My dormant gloom occupy’s the Shadow Judges from its sanctity. Its there I will indulge relief, Reverence and absolution await the awakening.

People are real and complex and composed of out of context quotes, half-remembered daydreams, and coffee-stained yesterdays – there is a beauty in such fascinating feelings and experiences; but we can’t all boil down to rhyme or reason so easily – we don’t all fit…

Coming Home (haiku) round the bend could be anything, or nothing at all, the cash draw – empty.

A World Away The soldiers rally on, working to defeat the intruders. After a late night invasion, the attack is doubled. The forces surround the invaders, like skin covering a sphere The captured are conquered, divided, dismembered They are sent out to do the bidding…

Brush my teeth as water warms. A towel and a cloth. My body ready for its crystalline energy. Shampoo, then condition. A foaming gel of roses meets my skin, washing every inch in luxury. Towel off, then moisturize the face, the arms, the legs the…