I should not need fear
being grateful for blessings...
I daily traverse
a flat terrain of logic...
A chance sweep of my left arm
in yellow and blue flannel shirt...
I am the winterman
no part of this desolation is worse...
She wore white to his funeral
some say it was the same dress...
My aunt never married;
on occasion my mother...
Jessica always
interrupts me...
What you see of me is a shadow,
I have already passed on...
Nothing I submit
lays claim as original...
Young couple with a terrier:
"Go make friends!"...
Each man's hand itches
when he sees the sword impaled...
You never walked out on me
stayed in the very next room...