Hello there.

I'm using you
to fulfill something in myself.
Something that I'm missing,
a hole in my mind.

You'll read this,
and you'll smile
and think "how quaint."

But I'm not lying.

I'm using you,
and it's rather unfortunate.
I'm unhappy with myself,
and I use everyone else
to feel better.

It's an awful thing, truly.

I don't know if I'm sorry or not.

i took an empty envelope
and mailed it off to you
it told you of my feelings
more than a letter could ever do

please don't get me wrong
i'm really not that cold
i did try to write that letter
but this empty envelope here alone
in a way says so much more…

~
Sugar wife,
slipping husband,
massaged honeymoon flesh
wrapped in cellophane.

The sound of a water clock
cascading down
her mysterious frontage.

Handprints on
the glass pane
opaque with remnant steam.

Let your eyes
be your guide,
when dressed in
the tiniest temptations,
she catwalks into the room
with a novel idea for two.
~

Tree tops, tree tops,
Air swinging back.
Driving, driving,
Until water pops.

Fallen and dying trees,
who lived to help.
Wood that stands
With sticks as hands.

Hands that stay still,
As you go downhill.
The world follows
This oblivious drill.

Yet you drive and drive
Until water you find.

You’re an evergreen.
You don’t take to survive;
You’re a shelter for life.
If you drive and drive,
I know water you’ll find.

rain came, seeds will grow.



watered places i cannot reach,

**** half full.



noisy day, farmer making hay,

lambs  moved from  mothers.



they say the sun will come

later to dry.

words to bluff, huff and puff
a wolf who looks alot like granny

but those teeth do not fit
that smile just does not do it

the fairytale wolf a reminder
a hungry grin seeing you as supper