Emergence
The flock flew through a hailstorm,
unaware of pelting ice.
In mad darts, flight without form,
the flock flew through a hailstorm. ...
EmergenceThe flock flew through a hailstorm, |
Great, AgainGray regime breakfast Finally, the big game: |
Hollow BodiesCoffee house philosoph |
Song of the SuicideThe compost brings growth to the garden. Every rotting body Cremation is for those afraid of their flesh falling to ribbons, a festival for the end of the day. The sun gives itself over to storms when the rain ends and, heat-kissed, the world steams into newness. |
After: Parabolic Poem (Ex-Squared Plus One)I. |
The Sand and the Forgotten on this Side of the BorderWe hope the dead reconcile May the student and the lady in a Stetson On the sidelines, the feast of the living... |
RomanceIf it became apparent that the world was about to end I would make my way to where you live |
An Alphabet for Aging$12.00 Poetry |
Elements and Briars$12.00 Poetry |
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