(tweeted 3.9.2014)
I’ll not destroy them all but some
I’ll set aside and send a Son
whose body they’ll be damned to break;
in blood I’ll bid them to partake.
(tweeted 3.9.2014)
I’ll not destroy them all but some
I’ll set aside and send a Son
whose body they’ll be damned to break;
in blood I’ll bid them to partake.
(tweeted 3.6.2014)
Through rows of facing backstrips
My fingers trace monuments
rigid and spine’d,
touching the untouchable
I am haunted and moved.
(tweeted 3.5.2014)
Bested in thought by a stranger, I asked him to share.
(tweeted 3.5.2014)
Green skin on a cold stone greying;
chameleon contact
blend and belong.
(tweeted 3.3.2014)
“I am gone.”, she said,
shimmered and faded
“I am gone.”, she said,
then winked away.
(tweeted 2.28.2014)
Every time I raise my mask
I see monsters.
I’d rather play the zombie,
camouflaged, walking dead.
(tweeted 2.27.2014)
On dry paths
I hear distant water
and take refreshment
Essential to reflection:
the absence of a mirror.
Truth free of projection
is eloquent and clear.
Proclaiming preference to be rule
stands the bigot; falls the fool.
They say you were a bad bad man
and I believe it’s true
You cheated us at checkers
you have to jump, you do!