Turn on the faucet
Plug the drain.
Thus allows the thinking again.

I write and write
Until I can no more.
Always checking the locked door.

All by myself
In the communal room.
Where my imagination can bloom.

We brought breakfast.
You fed us; we let you.
We sighed and we said that
we'd never forget you; we get you.
And then we licked our
spoons and we left you.

i need a cup of tea,
a hug and a bullet to the head

White dove gone,
Black raven flies.
Takes you under wing and makes you better,
Like mother to son
Or friend that is no longer.

No kiss is the same
each differs in intensity
deserving a distinctive name
I'm no Don Juan---don't ask me!

Clear night,

Starry night,

Warm breeze,

Settling in–

Beauty dances

And our small garden

Is the Cosmic Garden of Delight.



Ahhh!

I draw
I draw a face
Is it yours?
No, not exactly

Because I draw from memory
And my memories are weak
I'm sorry
I have no pictures of your smiling face

I draw
I draw a bird
No, not a crow
A raven
Very different birds.

I don't draw it dark enough
I'm too scared
If it's too dark,  there's no going back
Don't touch the 9b

I draw
I draw a storm
Not my storm, no
Just a storm

Wreaking through the houses
The walls
The roof
Just to get to you
And I let it

I draw
I draw a mountain
That I will not climb
I refuse, it's too big

A mountain of my fears is always too big
I don't wish to try
To climb
The things I cannot control

I draw
I draw tears
Tears that were mine
But no longer Belong to me

The tears for you that I shed
The tears I wish I did not have
The tears rolling in the back of my head
The tears wishing you never bleed

I draw

just leave me here
my limbs are made of steel
i’m too heavy to lift
a bothersome ordeal