Thursday, November 24, 2011


Telling night-dreams like I wasn't there

This time we say goodbye in a strange light

There is squinting & hats

This time I'm crying: Don't cure my fear of thunder.

Monday, November 14, 2011


We can be like pillows of sand happiness

Dancing and moving retired monsters

Dunes through your daily motion

But only if you wanted

Friday, November 11, 2011


crashing now
it's harder than then
cut crosses and hypens

& whisper into mine
they're both the same
the insides the insides

birds and birds
we are wires and
our collapse

tarmac running
three in a field