Toys
they spread it all over the floor...
I love to awaken to a brand new day
unsullied, unsoiled, nature having her way...
Alphabet Form, whatever it is, a club challenge...
Thanks Bob...
My dreams get better at the end
but first let's imagine a glass house...
My
lilies...
You caught me
praying underground...
I have always believed depression lived
within ebony clouds beneath my eyes...
I want a poem that
you'd sob with...
Yesterday is today:
pseudo faces, alter-egos...
Gates of hell burst open wide
Muscles taut fire in his eyes...
I should win an Oscar for
all the different roles I play...
............................................I...
.............................an evening, gazing...