This time I concede
I don’t know what I’m doing.
I yield to blind chance.
Tanglethis – One Eighty Five May 31, 2009
Tanglethis – One Eighty Four May 30, 2009
That tarot card again…
If I hide my light
in a bush, behind a screen,
it’s because of fear-
not of blindness, but
because light burns out! And I
am afraid of dark.
Tanglethis – One Eighty Three May 30, 2009
Tattoo
Pain makes memory.
It’s time again to inscribe
where I’ve been, will go.
Tanglethis – One Eighty Two May 30, 2009
A year comes around.
I come up somewhat short, but
have plenty of change.
Tanglethis – One Eighty One May 30, 2009
Once during the storm
an inner window slammed shut
yet I still feel cold
ecentipede: CLXXVI May 24, 2009
and then i will eat it
miniature chard
magenta-stemmed and fragile
i will help it grow
ecentipede: CLXXV May 15, 2009
age marks my body:
innocuous and subtle
lines – dry river beds
etched on paper – trap
the still-firm flesh of fingers
that will someday wilt
victorygrey.39 May 7, 2009
May’s dense, brooding skies
Threaten to cleanse this mean filth:
Philadelphia.
-written with Jim D.
