Time Buffet

A Mirror and a Secret

You’re a mirror and a secret.
A sin and a seduction.
Freedom under deconstruction.
On a miracle quest.
Ripped to shreds amongst litigious gravity.

I am too.

Window to the World

Because I guess I’d rather be

writing poetry…

Frank

Gosh,

I still love you so…

Dying Anyway

In an untoward
sense, the
search pregnant
with fixed fates
and mixed dates,
the progress a mess that
goes on and on,
the fictive rules
dwindle in the dark
light the
miracles twinkle in the
frank cosmos.

History of trying,
yet dying anyway…

From Page to Your Insides

Indent
page, discard rage,
peacock stage feather rough
leather tough heavy stuff weighs down
soul frame