an apple on a tree
a birdie on a bush...

I want to think
though I think I think...

Sometime you’ll realize
you are like a rock in a mouthful of beans...

In this 32 degree fahrenheit
alley of life...

Dear,
you are like old gunpowder...

for every lie,
I place a pillow between us...

That’s it.
My body is my prison...

On one hell of a morning, when the lair of an evil...
“Mr. J...

You know,
every kid knows or has an idea...

Poetry,
I hear you every time my heart beats...

Forget it while you can
Don’t trouble your mind man...

my senses can sometimes betray me
some days my ears can hear what my eyes cannot see...