Lily pad clarinet
Prune flute Carrot orange pull
Appaloosa pattern fur coat cross a
Hot pink cello zip
Peridot cymbals
Neon tumbleweed drums
All cause I wanna know
What tacky sounds like.



Jan 15th, 2015

the night has made all the lights in town
crawl out of bed on fire
old trees float over snow
and now you can see
your breath
spiral
nothing happens.
then a train pulls in
from somewhere trains
come from
strangers spill
into yellow cabs
that glide out of sight
all gone.

windows burn
in the deep, -
deep peace
the silence finds
you... thinking
things
with your heart
that your mind
never speaks
and the words come
lovely enough
on wings
and you love your life
for the first
time
.
falling asleep

There's a small temple near here

The dry grass around it bends
   rattles and snaps
   in the constant
   wind

Dust blows up in clouds that whip
   across the wooden stilts
   and fall

A temple
   to the ancestors

Hand-painted clay pots
   within a quiet recess hold
   their ashes

at rest