Paperwork

My besieged dove, 

oh that a thousand

origami hands 

would turn your paper flood 

into a fleet of ships 

and sail you to me.

B.F.M.

Assessments

Robbery:

defining someone 

with a words.

B.F.M

Clocking In

I have no
romantic evening bell 
chiming dusk 
like 
a fine Japanese haiku. 

I only have 
the creaking
of the old man’s walker
calling me to duty.


B.F.M.