Attaching closeness so often in life Some pull still faded Others shine standing out but can’t be felt Are these chords finite Do I attach myself to myself with the illusion of another, Overused words dull echos in a murky landscape, Let those love now…

“If I could save time in a bottle,” sang Jim Croce, “the first thing that I’d like to do, is to save, every day, til eternity passes away, just to spend them with you.” What is a time capsule, but time somehow encapsulated, in what…

Don’t cancel me when I awake from the long sleep. I am not Rip Van Winkle – lost in an abyss – erasing everything that was around twenty or forty years ago. Who are you to revise the past and teach half truths to innocent…

Talk to things that won’t listen Judge things that don’t care Make a difference in everyone else’s lives but your own Apply yourself to something useless   Stretch to reach something nearby Dream of dreaming Collect someone else’s memories Revoke your own permits   Welcome to…

Digging into the past is a literal term when one unearths a time capsule. Unexpected discovery in the garden of my new home, prodded from underneath the dirt by a tiller. I expected to find the remains of a pet, in the rusty metal box….

new vistas bad music where you hear the back bass but not the words train station humm vanilla point of vanishing us onto paper battered tumbled hard breaking us out of bedroom holding a quiver of line waiting to read in open public doors open…

She peeks out Gently pushing back the cover of darkness She rises, slowly singing the night its favorite lullaby She coaxes night to fall asleep The time is hers Her time is now Suddenly she breaks forward with full strength The clouds are ablaze with…

shoulder to shoulder facing us and eternity Morandi’s dusty bottles

baptized by music communing with poetry these are my churches   laid back in waters soaking in our creations cleansing my new skin   shedding the old ways the barricades from within once again begin

hats and pants off to you all safety found in white vaccination records salacious smile from our hostess who provided sex machine demonstrations in the living room sun soaked breasts scrutinize them, that’s why I’m here sounds of pleasure silly flirty coquettish glances secure a…