a songless bird
that would be the nicest
name she’d been
called
the others,
far more common,
being
that little wench
......
the other night she went to
sleep
listening to
subliminal audios
and woke up in the morning
saying, “I am birds. Many, many
birds trapped together in
a bag of silk. This thing
that the world looks
......
An ode to poetry
An ode to the poet
A celebration to the tree
A dedication to the leaf which fell from it
Shame the thief
......
Wherever you hear about a drinking
problem
you expect the man to be
violent and vulgar and turn abusive
and destructive
well
it wasn’t the case with him
There was a drinking problem there
......
the dreams of drunks are the strangest
and often most beautiful
It’s what he
came to think this morning
after he woke up with
the empty glass under the blanket
Surely it was that glass
and the liquor in his guts
......
An ode to poetry
An ode to the poet
A celebration to the tree
A dedication to the leaf which fell from it
Shame the thief
......
the other night she went to
sleep
listening to
subliminal audios
and woke up in the morning
saying, “I am birds. Many, many
birds trapped together in
a bag of silk. This thing
that the world looks
......
Wherever you hear about a drinking
problem
you expect the man to be
violent and vulgar and turn abusive
and destructive
well
it wasn’t the case with him
There was a drinking problem there
......
the dreams of drunks are the strangest
and often most beautiful
It’s what he
came to think this morning
after he woke up with
the empty glass under the blanket
Surely it was that glass
and the liquor in his guts
......
a songless bird
that would be the nicest
name she’d been
called
the others,
far more common,
being
that little wench
......