3 comments | posted 1 week ago
A sea of pixels prods my senses,
floods me with electricity, and
licks my midnight mind
post a comment | posted Jun 30
The summer sky makes love to
my apartment with
shivering bursts of light
post a comment | posted Jun 29
My head is full of
philosophy and antique hands,
pressing and prodding against
the pipework of my mind.
post a comment | posted Feb 24
You are magenta,
dancing beneath a cherry tree
of blueberries;
post a comment | posted Dec 6
God gave me ten fingers
To count my days; the
Eternal launch sequence
Of cognizance.
post a comment | posted Aug 4
I must confess,
Your skin pulls on some string
Deep within me. It resonates in places I forgot
Or wished away. My ribs chime.
post a comment | posted Jul 22
Burning eyes soak in drinks
As we all boil over; a flood of muddy fruit or
Marching elephants who
Defy words I've scribbled in the sand
Beneath my feet.
post a comment | posted Jul 16
The room is filled with sticking drinks
And glazed-over eyes. My head
Is full and deep, my chest
Is colored sea.
post a comment | posted Jul 15
My mind is an oil spot
Struck gold in the morning sun
Or silver under street lamps.
4 comments | posted Jun 24
The Summer sky passes like
A silent moment spent by
Sets of eyes while