(2013)
Composed 03 March.
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
