Lost  

These beasts snapping from all sides just before they ate me alive I sang a tune they fell asleep then dead except for one hatched in my head. I’ll tame it at home– but where is my staff of light where is the map I had in my sack– lost. I like Of Monsters & […]

After She Died

For Mary Leary The cracked world strangely abstract, crows eat the petals of morning Flowers panic in the window box Hummingbirds under the eave Xanax morning calm without peace I probably should meditate, but WTF—this works A gathering of thieves, friends looking for Xanax in the  bathroom Invisible on the balcony Nicking my hash, drinking the […]