Line. Always here. About This time. My catalyst. In a cup. Hate hearing my Voice summon that specific […]
Verses
“…like outside, gorgeously torturous In Fahrenheit, putting freeze wherever it’s pleased. What I speak in their booth Might […]
One step at a time. Down stairs that sing diagonal ballads in autumnal tongue. Bell rung. Books, hope […]
Getting ready, morning– Not my favorite part of The day. I’ll be making my Own schedule. Soon, if […]
Seen barrels, the contents. Part of a bottled being. Onset. Wondering where poetry’s voices Went. I’ll be sent. […]
= do everything– writing, photography, video, blogs.. Make a mess, that’s the only way you’ll have order = […]
Apostrophe, my own diary logging me, Clocks in trees, following my deeds. Re-read Thoreau so I can let […]
Schedules and I, never agreed. Same with it’s governor, time. What happened to Living? Is There another name […]
Well, wine-full. Soul sell, a spine pull. Re-vexed, wondering who chooses What’s next. My syllabus, with pains a […]
Covert note jots– no work, show locks Merits of burglary, perpetuated artfully. Self-sustaining artist, it’s hard to be. […]
