a razor teeth sea
swells deep within me...

Polar caps cry to the sea.
Will life continue...

I awake and sense
a warm wetness down below...

galloping around
on a one armed roulette wheel...

Shooting stars tonight
standing for hours looking up...

The tree was old,
gnarled, and twisted...

~ ~ 5.11.16 ~ ~
as trouser legs went...

When blackbird sings a song for him
from snowy perch all crisp and trim...

An ugly duckling
learned one lesson at swan school...

walking through that storm
became more like backward steps...

hot grief stings a face
now separated from the...

in tree tops they perched
like feathered decorations...