A Poem -
No words yet many sounds
You have this look on your faceWhen you’re trying to read me
Look to the sky when you miss me at nightand I will answer in the constellations,I…
How surreal to be sitting here thinking I’d be okay, if only I could be scurrying…
An arrival of the idolsI eulogizethe precept of insensate air — aureate myrrh softens me as waves do the sand.
As Much As I Can Have You
Flower Rings
Hopeless Dove
I get dressed in the morningAnd think of you