It’s 4 am on Bedford’srestaurant rowon a not so lonely street lined with empty pocketswhere with…
The city river still drifts north following the puffy gray clouds. I stare at them like your absence taught me…
Now I know,wealth can be measured by happiness,the reason behind a beaming smile…
Zeus and HeraYou watch from aboveSafe on your mountainWhile they gather for war.
POETRY
I don’t want to cry,
Mountains in the distance of times gone by, flat terrain occupies frustrated questions of why.
So funny that I Forgot to laughIf you can’t figure that outThen do the math