Carpe Diem

So. Not for a while now have I felt that I could point the way, suggest, show interest. So, let’s seize this day that’s given. Let’s walk by the water. A movie and popcorn. The second hand store. Please, take my hand. Are you still mine? Come with me. I promise.


Something tells me

Some say it’s demons. The real kind you exorcise. They’re in vogue now. Drugs won’t help. We are too far away from our souls. Why would a demon want little old me? But, something tells me to get that gutting knife. It’s why I wear long sleeves in the summer.


Finders keepers ***graphic***

In this year of China’s moon, there ends a life too soon. On the cliff’s outcropping I stand, not yet daring the mile-down view. I wait for the scene seekers to disperse, then pin this sorry note to the grappling tree. You see, ah… I cannot shake them. Like brain bees they buzz. Dark stories […]