I ingest what I love and I apologize...
Now
My calves go numb as I quietly disappear, as the sun unravels fulfillment.
Camp
The hammocks sway in a slight breeze funneled...
Lyman and the Dragonfly
I wait in the driveway: Gemini. I must rename them — Dragonfly...
That Sanguine Hour
In that sanguine hour, when the body numb sheds its cruel weight...
Feral
out here, there is little to do but shake off the rain...
Tire
I cursing, turned to scream one more time into the blue face of a god I do not know...
Portrait of Woman with Cigarette
The burn-end brushed her — She, in the dark...
On Bark and Memory
I carved our names in a tree’s fat thigh...
Of Will and Circumstance
And what greater gift is breath, to be turned, again and ever...