Wednesday, May 27, 2015

The neighbor

My heart is a watch
that counts each sunrise
a miracle  here
as is said
at the tip of

I see I cant respond
because I'm trapped
all thumbs
sounds play
itches itch
but I don't know what to say
or what you're talking about
not because you're not making sense
but because I have a hard time following

I admit when you step away
that was OK  but it' more than the sigh of relief
the sigh is the funny part
just a small part of why I know
this has already happened



Thursday, May 21, 2015

joined particles

tattered  cut  and burned
incapable of holding  my heart in


and deep under there
sweet nature
so gentily spun
like the underside of shimmering gold
most certainly
It is impossible to think


Tuesday, May 19, 2015


I heard birds talking
hungry for love

I was hungry once
eating hearts ripped
of fire
in a mild way

But now
always  deep sounds
that stir the unheard voices
are closed off to the outer branches

am i the only
thesperate -
desperately set in
trying out some a new  camouflage


Sunday, May 17, 2015

taking off

first must
I look up
the definition of a star

 I've come back to my old space
with the willies by my side -
but to be like water
must I first study
the reflection in the water

the reflection in the water          ( picture this line  upside down)


Thursday, May 7, 2015

Z broken Rock Story

She spoke  and  stars fell

into the lake's wide opening
that stretched  old wrinkled moon

and  glitter in her eyes
 the soft breaking waves

  .... heart pounds....

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