Late-Night Skyclimbing
We were Fourteen and a little Intoxicated by angst and Vodka and we’d Clamber onto the roof Late at night Like dreamers To be above the fray We were 23 and had Lost touch and been Reunited by pointless Circumstance And More...
You’re Ready to Love Me…
But I wanna fight Because the timer has been Set to extended Low-velocity dissipation Of the intensity left Unresolved for far too long Back then and since And I can’t be consoled because There was Never More...
Me Manque
I started dreaming about New York with the Same bewilderment and Sense of displacement that Has always come With dreams of London Lost London, and the atmospheric Question, ‘Oh, why aren’t I Still here?’ Mostly About More...
The General
The first time I saw him, he was Walking down the hall away from me Dreads up in pigtails He was a Blood, a general An ex-con, an addict Compact and fierce In group, he talked about his Six years in prison, More...
Elegant Opposition
Oh yes oh yes oh yes Oh yes But what about this? Oh yes too Oh yes Please disagree With anything Give me something to Reconsider Something to push Against Please think of something new Something I can dive into Something More...
Short Ones
Summer Is Over Maybe next summer I’ll Have learned to remember you Without the pain Stupefied I’d trade anything For your presence And my anonymous blues I Want You Back I am always Gazing at atlases and globes Wondering More...
The Trickle up Effect
My father is an engineer. He’s also a Buddhist. He’s a kind, generous person, always ready to enjoy life with friends and family. So when a friend and former colleague from TI days asked him to join More...
Bliss and Blues
All the best poets Go to Europe, she Said Something about the coffee And the cobblestones Or the wine and the rivers I suppose I remembered writing About fountains and mountains And longing for absent crushes I More...
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