Author: admin

I glance over at the barks
of trees suspended
in your yard hoping to find you
wandering the same path as me

From home to house to car to bar to bed to bar to loft to job to job to job to bar to couch to house to crouch to selling clothes to pay the rent, to beach and fever nights to boat to road to race to knees to hell and back in...

She signed to me
in the wind, pale hair haloing
around her face, and like sweet
water my soul awoke from its
sleep.

the moonlight’s fixed stare
and the distance between us all
silence

wind blew away all colors but gray
as we huddled into dead grass, frigid dirt,
for harmony, rhythm, a bit of warmth

marriage is your hand going to sleep under the covers
and you not being sure whose hand it is

religious,
his god is
severe