The burn from the needle
the sting from the ice
the fire sensation
it's less than suffice

How could you ever
think you could equalize the pain
I felt in my heart
from your lovesick games

Dear past love
you took the breath out of me
choking me with your words
for now I am buried below the sea

When I walk out my door, I hear the birds sing in silent symphony.
At the bus stop, the sounds of low humming engines and rolling tires.
Outstretched clouds of pure white follow horizons.
The percussion of rain clinks on boulders, drumming quietly.
Bee's wings play muted notes on flowers, sweetly collecting.
There is so much more than radio static and dull ads full of ditties.
Nature's ensemble invented the beat, rhythm, and the harmony.

after the final
Scene

the show

Begins anew

••

Out on the street

The audience and actors mingle

And throw their scripts away

And live

///

////            ////

after ALL illusion is gone

///

The naked girl puts on her clothes

And for the first time

MAKES LOVE

with every boy she meets

///

The poem finds the poet and laughs

The poet seeks the small child

Alone in the rain

••

The War seeks the lonely grave

And goes to sleep

//

Today finds Tomorrow

And apologizes

For ever listening to

Yesterday

•

I see you

At last

We take off our masks for good

She wants
she wants
she wants
she wants
she wants to know
why I'm spreading
my time
so thin,
why I'm spreading
my mind
so thin.
She wants to know
why I'm sinking
just to swim.

She can take a ride in my car.
She can take a side of my heart.
She can.

She wants to know
why my neck
is so thin,
she want to go
to Jupiter again.
She wants
she wants
she wants
she wants.