roses and chains
all there is, is time
Tag: life
RIP
the greeting for a brand new shadow
Death at Conception
a patterned well-worn rut
Retrospection
Some days my friend the past…
to contrails
dreaming magic jets autographing air
The Narrows
when buffalo played in the surf
Grieving Feels Like This
Death slouches mean under clouds
Quid Pro Love
Drink of this my salty cup of essence frail
Death
told him to carry his self and what he could worry
Love Bird Jack Rabbit
Even the rainbow looks up to us. (A One-Act Play.)