What will happen to the poetwhen the words slither away will she witherin the lack…
On September mornings
Brilliant shards open the artof the dust panthe found criticismEmpty of significancethe structure…
I cannot afford the blurthe mesmerizing airthe hypnagogic identitiesfinally arriving &…
The voices go on screaminglong after the hillhas fallen silentBuried in the tides of agonythere…
This pose has lasteda lifetime alreadysneaking fingers into the memorybegin to move things around…
Having once bitten into magicthe course of energy rushing in your mouthyou decide…
Unhooked from epics of shamespaced by a worldthat keeps growing awayThis object & that onethis…
The lines on every bookhere pulling in the lightfor contrastSublated glowrevealing very…