amungst piles of self, we, digging out the unheld.
things are not as most would think things to be,
this also might as well be added to the “list of why”
because why do most see things needing to go that way?
either way. continuation on certain “paths” have been
terminated. but don’t hear that word as a negative is,
only [...]
the now story of the eighth letter -OR- some speaking of things
Villanelle
Forgive the match for blackened lung
and trace the ivory smoke from towers high
where we learn the secrets of slowly growing dumb.
Uneasy hands anxious, needlessly wrung
numb, empty, meaningless, dry
excise the heart in favor for this blackened lung
from which praises sung
hoarse and bleeding, cry
for the absolution of slowly growing dumb.
For once I will not bemoan my insufficient [...]
8 Haiku for 4 Rooms
301A
Overworked, tired
but up till three playing your
video games hard.
I cant stay still in
my room, instead, I’ll stay in
someone else’s room
301B
Humorous, nervous,
and random interjection.
Smile like you’re not here;
Ten miles tall and just
as loud, cocked eyebrow, knife tongue
tickling and biting!
301C
Library tan and
laboratory humor, book
nosed, laughs open-armed.
Brooding eyes smile, age-
laden happiness, subtle
rock star in sheep’s clothes,
301D
Silent stone and [...]
