Ivory

When the sun dried up the moss, and the sea washed over it,
a thick, pale, green milk pooled into your eyes,
and your olive, tan skin glows, and your wispy hair shines,
and you’re too pretty to be any older than a child,

but you didn’t stay a child long anyways, did you?
And when you grow up fast, do you grow much at all?
You are a cowering six feet tall!

But you’re too bold to remain so shy,Read More »

Rooftop Morning

I wondered what calm was, so guessed at what was calm.
I investigated- sunrise, sunset?

But such vivacity should not surprise me from a ball of fire.
This dawn is more alive than the people of this city.

It is raring for a fight, while empty souls hold zombie eyes.

This is where the war takes place.

It wants to wake them up.Read More »

Agony

O Lord!
Someone, stop it!
The thing I would end if I could but I can’t
because I am not in control. God,
help us. Why do you let this be?

For I have heard the roar of an inhale exhale human distress
twice. I have held despair that can’t get up
off my lap, have seen anguish,
and I do not have I can I should
not, not. I, why-Read More »