Once, within my hearing, and thinking himself alone, he said I wish I were dead. And I didn’t man up to that. I god damn kept my hands in my … Continue Reading Archangel
~I remember me. How I looked to books as if they were to be my next meal. How I bought brushes, special pencils and a book of right paper, still … Continue Reading In olden times
Was that house one of lies one of alcohol and fear Were there violences muffled by bedroom doors and punishments sealed by closet doors Gone without… gone without Come to … Continue Reading A house away from home
Around here, we don’t hold with sharpened knives. With lit candles or precarious positionings. Life is safe in dullard’s walk. Nothing’s our fault, and we love the spilt milk lament. … Continue Reading Comfort
Fell thee asleep with the lights left on.Apart, hidden safein plain sight, ’til now. When,by green dawn,the dark birds of your dreamscome home, once more, to roost [Image: J. Heiden … Continue Reading Rest uneasy
A tongue that tastes too wellA throat that thirsts for the whole bath Ears, unstoppered, gate-crashed and ringing,aghast at the brazen yarns Saucer-eyed at the secret shows Heart-throbbed at the … Continue Reading A murder
By coincidence, I saw something you shared. It was a revelation to me, a gut punch. The things we can’t know… And I wanted to say something, without being trite … Continue Reading Thank you for sharing
~It is so odd. This placement. To be here at this time. In this gang. It’s a mistake, I think. Not sanguine to the purpose. They are on their way … Continue Reading Square peg
You know a Joe. Lots of us do. My Joe, well, he’s got it bad. Back in the day, my Joe was kinda livin’ the Dream. With a nice young … Continue Reading Joe’s Diner
Cast your line into the soft static of six days from now. Feet up, warm cup, and let someone in. One who’s been down. Yes, that’s the one, my love.
~Fifty said to Fifty~ Time is growing short, growing cold. Know that i will be with you, all the way to the next time. Be on guard, lest I drift … Continue Reading Mutuals
My head is turned by a siren’s accolades and all other voices of the moment come as bothersome braying murderous crows
Once, I peeled back a peekaboo page, thinking to find what lay beneath- some lines writ in a flowing hand that only I would understand. But that leaf, so soft … Continue Reading Leaf of litmus
I live in the worldof whistle and hum…those intimatesthat clear the blank snow from pathways.That conjure up demented dance,and keep at bay the deathly trance.
Dreams, I’ve had, and thoughts in broad day, now, of doors both shut and locked. Of bridges, burned or broken. Vision’s through wrong-way binoculars, cleverly cartooned. A safe distance. But … Continue Reading God save the Queen
At water’s edge I plied the sand for vacant shells and stones to skip, so flat. There, there was a tree that had given up, acute in its angle, embarrassed … Continue Reading At the beach, in morning fog