Monday, October 12, 2015

Mistman

Most of us decided not to speak to one another,
Every now and then I'm even more unlike my father.
Teaching myself how to learn like everybody else.
Speaking with a foreign tongue so distant from the shelf.

Smtms

Sometimes I'm just too much for me,
I can't hold on I cannot breath.
Sometimes I watch too much to see
What's going wrong within between.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Erka

And the sky opened up to show sea turtles in turmoil over the loss of economic stability. On their backs rode the Viking seals in a colorful array of greens and purples.  Frozen by the disconcerting masses of fruits and predators, in the abyss that is heartache and nausea.