Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Migraine

My head continually throbs
from thinking I’m spiritual.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Clouds

What else need be said: “clouds”
You're clever, you’ll figure out the rest.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Flaking

Dust before dust is how some die.
The white flecks on the dash – flakes 
from the old man slowly blowing away.

Earthworms

Under all this lawn
gravediggers tunnel 
night and day.