The Prices of Sacrifice

The stillness of early morning fights against the break of day. Our small boat…

Summertime

and the livin’ ain’t always easy

Planned Obsolescence

Our Silent Servant Whose Death is Planned

Anchors

Silver holds me
quiet quiet
except for little glistenings
of star song and luster
Me and my dreams 
float in the dust
with some small flickers…

Life is a Suitcase

Let us quench these negative feelings…I have heard your feelings and have no more qualms…Thank you for your…