Tanglethis – eight June 30, 2008

We three huddle, damp,
in the afternoon twilight.
Thunder speaks for us.

ecentipede: IX June 29, 2008

wet hot today. sweat beads,
cool water pours down my throat
as i wait for rain

Tanglethis – seven June 29, 2008

Feather-clad dancers
ripple in barefaced pleasure;
so happy, so proud.

ecentipede: VIII June 28, 2008

anticipation
regret also as i pick
the first ripe eggplant

Tanglethis – six June 27, 2008

Felines, like water,
fit in whatever holds them:
my sleeping arms; my life.

ecentipede: VII June 27, 2008

2am
don’t have to go home
but you can’t stay here–i need
a damned parking spot

ecentipede: VI June 26, 2008

ten sprouting garlic
two parsley and two basil
frail in fresh-turned earth

Tanglethis – five June 25, 2008

Wine vapors rush up
to meet my mouthful of smoke-
My head, too, full of clouds.

Tanglethis – four June 25, 2008

What do we make
that is half as ingenious
as this odd tin dredge?

ecentipede: V June 24, 2008

shoulders lift off the mat
so much tension in muscles
with mind at rest?