In market’s bustle, I buy promises of time- new shoes I don’t need.
Garbed in pastels and duns I went, though there were whims of crimson, and blue ebullience. And I was always just around the corner, safe in softness, empty of the … Continue Reading Camouflage
A trusting soul is long in the learningof candor’s proper place. For betrayals rankle still,confounding the hardened heart,Their memory an accretionto its jealous husk.
“You’re such a strange critter “ He posted on Twitter And waited until she replied. “You’re just being bitter” She said, then he hit her And dragged her limp body … Continue Reading Werewolf?
In the dark of your room Something cold from the tomb Awakes you with feelings of dread Seems to float and to hover Then pulls on your cover And sidles … Continue Reading Apparition
in the suddenness of blustery gust leaves of crimson, orange, and rust spangling the stained glass sky in celebration, before they die
as a freshening teenage boy just shy of sixteen years foisted from a battle-scarred home into this supposed school of highness he is already in retreat from vitriolic violence from … Continue Reading The getaway
Often thinks about the ending. Impoverished soul. Why so? Brain sees itself as a walnut. Exactly that size and that texture. Ripe now, and dried. if opened, you’d find compartments … Continue Reading The Self
I brought you a present ‘Twas an old cuckoo clock From a second-hand store in the city On its top was a pheasant And it said “Tick-a-Tock” So I thought … Continue Reading A Cuckoo clock Christmas
In February’s frozen spring I came across a curious thing- a solitary sapling in the sun. It looked as if ’twere shivering, with papered leaves a-quivering, and the wind imparted … Continue Reading Young man, old man
I was combing the cat’s hair he smiled but the hair began to come off in clumps soon all there was was skin and his eye fell out I had … Continue Reading Crazy crazy
I dreamt this morn’ of fences They’d been put up while I slept But the fog obscured my senses And I stumbled ’til I wept The urge was strong for … Continue Reading Barricades
now I lay me down to sleep there’s no more noises, not a peep the shades are pulled, the light is out and slumber’s what it’s all about fluff the … Continue Reading No rest for the wicked
I heard that they will float you In a sea of Epsom Salt To ease away your tension And things that aren’t your fault You’re naked, with a blindfold The … Continue Reading Salt Sea Calm
Have you heard ’bout the poor country bumpkin And his horse who would only eat pumpkin? It grew so obese That it frightened his geese And he gave it the … Continue Reading The pumpkin King
just outside my bedroom door that little beggar waits it’s finished all the bowls of food and licked the empty plates it’s pigeon-toed and cross-eyed a ghastly sight to see … Continue Reading More cat trouble