6h Pencils VCS Hard etched lines Sketched cruelly by a clan of reckless hands Caring about each cut millimeter tearing through the fleshy layers of pressed pulp page and the work of art under the 6h pencils razor lead blades Threatening to tear the page…

Like most things, you’ve lost your charm, but keep smiling and I’ll go home with you anyway. Or at least to your car where we’ll fog the windows and smoke your last cigarette.

Cunning fox, lithe red form and brave, black bear lead the girl over sidewalk through concrete jungle decorated with a spray can among leftover flora. Or maybe, she leads them.

For my last official poem of the day, I followed the prompt. Don’t panic You may feel that there’s not a minute to spare but the moon is not bound by your constraints If you cannot hear her whispers at midnight do not be alarmed…

Be Love is all around u. Light is going to guide u. Be the light of love and shine ur energy so I can feel u from here. Be the force and move my mind body & soul. Be the peace and the calm so…

When feet long to wander the only choice is surrender. Slipping home into my pocket I take to the road, gypsy dreams my map and guide. Stopping only when fancy strikes, sustenance comes in the gifts of nature and man, comfort in a fleeting kindness….

Where is there left to go when you’re neither neither nor nor? When you’re not allowed a name only a label? When you’re defined by what you (don’t) have instead of who you are? When confronted by the fact of your existence they’d rather you…

A found/blackout poem of sorts—I went through a book about film posters and underlined certain phrases, then added my own bit at the end. Critical decision It is often said that this is the former summarizing the latter In the former situation, I tend to…

I have succeeded in changing my thoughts, but not in changing my mind. (13 August 2016)

I hate all the thoughts that keep me awake because my mind refuses to relax taking my body along for the ride long after I have closed my eyes Because my mind refuses to relax I toss and turn and worry and fret and strain…