The woman who held me 10 years is dead. But this is about me, how I got here, survived the cold, bronchitis, you name it – to be. Did you imagine it! – me with osteoporosis, thin hair, hitting the hay at 9 bro because… If she was here to see her boy…
Month: June 2018
Meet me
~ Meet me Where the end begins Where we Buried our beaten hearts Where we fell in love Love at first sight! In a moment Where no one sees us But you and me ~
apples & pears
Being in a position of weakness, of no power, it’s easy for me to be critical; to see thru everything; to praise, to condemn. * Suppose the universe is ruled by a moral force & that the weaknesses, the aberrations – the evil – if you will – are negations, mere bomb holes in…
two trees
two trees to Kelly don’t’ really talk these days much less meet stuck in different sea towns yet having known you fourty something years just wanted to say those two pohutukawa that shadowed the lawn afternoons of that house well back from the beach, from the road, where you lived for a while, they’re still…
transpira
It happens to you, when you’re yawning, scratching your beard, seen thru the gap in the curtain – you don’t know it yet but you’re news, soon history, sort of – eating a sandwich. The yellow light reveals, stuck between your teeth, spinach, lettuce leaf…You sense this: pale, out the window, like you’ve…