AORTIC DIAGNOSIS |
Have you read the author's heart?Brittle braille arterieswith philosophies pumping.My fingertips feel the thumping of partial explanations.Yes, have you seen this writer's condition?Like a butcher's s...
Posted by on Fri, 05 May 2006 00:30:00 GMT |
The Philosopher Says: |
In a book of dark roomslit by cigarettethe nights are like a fiddle out of tune.Where there's a wrinkle for every drinkaround the bartender's eyesthat winks another promisebut, pours 'em shorter this ...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 22:16:00 GMT |
those days |
We were waiting for phantomsin the street.Masked by the windin a charade of summer.Together, we sang out for loveagainst the Irish wedding paradelike serene sirens with a secret song.It was a day befo...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 13:26:00 GMT |
