Tonight I am short on a way to say nothing
and lacking something
to say in some way,

and so my head turns to you,
breath caught
from the dawn of realization-

Haven’t you always spared coins
and dreams for me?Read More »

Drops fall in unison,
roaring on the roof like
a giant’s fan sent to cool the homestead off.

Meanwhile, the beads that fell first
splash into puddles and pots,
filling rows up when all they did was fall down.

The grey has never brightened your mood,
but I guzzle water.
You don’t see its point; You want
the sun to match the marigolds,Read More »

I only consider you deep in the winter,
summer, spring, and fall.Read More »

3 of 500 is
15 hundred,
and twice minus
Half Of’s an
equal sign.

300, 4 times is
(minus ate hundred), and
600 thrice =
negative
two hundred.Read More »

I want to survive so bad
that I could take a pill that takes
away desire to live if it
would give me the strength to get by.

And perhaps I shall.

But I only know of one of those,Read More »

I remember drowning
in waves,

how God knelt upon the sea
and placed a gift behind me,

and my anxiety,

of what was inside and whether
it could keep me alive,

but I did not want
to squeeze the package.Read More »

On rare occasion,
I wave tasty topic
after tasty topic Read More »

Her scent entices

I’d risk chill for first tender

fragrant breeze of March

(feat. in The Lanthorn)

pound
on
the pavement
poundRead More »

Storms