Jan
27
Only me, myself and I
Only me, myself and I in my insulation
At night insomniac, me my guitar and desperation
Coffees are wine… wine and coffee
Am I asleep or awake, sober or stoned?
Trapped between my guitar and my bottle made my mold
Choc...
Jan
25
U.S. 1 drips into the into the Atlantic
where the sun sets and tourists applaud;
Jan
21
Like a movie hero, you were invincible;
To you no unjust law applied.
Jan
17
She died like a poem
Wordless and obstructed
Jan
16
Your Hand
I tossed, restless, in the dark, deaf night.
From cool crisp sheets,
my clammy frame drenched our bed.
Your voice cut short the spiral…
“Would you like me to hold your hand”?
I was that who you touched,
I was frantic ...
I tossed, restless, in the dark, deaf night.
From cool crisp sheets,
my clammy frame drenched our bed.
Your voice cut short the spiral…
“Would you like me to hold your hand”?
I was that who you touched,
I was frantic ...
Jan
14
I love to see a parking lot being
reclaimed by the weeds,
when it becomes
Jan
11
TIME IN LIFE
it was a moonlit night
the wind murmured in the trees
these swinging trees which murmured
reminds me of life
life flows like water
it's like drying leaves sometimes
At the beginning they were fresh
beautify the trees
but sometimes old an...
Jan
11
inamorata of the deep
frozen into their thousand-year dreams,
feed wryly upon one another.
Jan
7
She's sitting on his bed,
Can't remember the deaf or the blind,
The souvenir of illo tempore is lost
With her once at his forgotten side,
Jan
4
your lips,
cut like razors,
tap dancing on inapt destinies.