When did your spirit die And leave your body to fend...
We need you In these violent times It seems there is...
Interference Clearance Atop a sky rise We were blind to his...
The roses grew impatiently Folding their limbs to passers by Lifting...
A glutton; I feast on “Meating” of Rebel Lions Or chewing...
I have faced the questions of why and not to publish...
Smell my hands Inhale my growing fingers Grasping your strong arm...
Sweet young birds you are Or butterflies Tasting the nectar of...
Coming for you Lining you up In organized patterns Rubber bands...
So simple Avoiding confrontation As if it were some kind of...