The end was tranquil
Her eyes remained open wide
To mirror my tears

The wicked never rest
Tset eht ssap yeht fi
For they scream this night
Thgis morf edih yeht dna
They come to close your eyes
Seirc rieht era esruc a
They come for you, be assured
Drawer ruoy eb llahs htaed rof
The wicked will come at last
Tsac eb lliw lleps rieht dna
You can not run if you try
Eid si od won nac uoy lla

Fishing around
in the ocean of my dreams
I caught a mighty big thought
until the line broke
and it swam away
that is when I forgot

I want to make an icicle
From rain drops
That have fallen for miles,
Through clouds
With linings of every color,
Just to crash like cars
On old shingles
Gritty and grooved with age.

Those drops would converge
As they weave their way down  
A maze of gables and smoking vents
Finally to pool in rusty gutters,
That have not been cleaned out in years.

It’s cold in December, and windy in Manhattan.
Now All I need is discipline.
I must overflow,
Precisely.

Forming my icicle like a tooth
Slowly, and from the inside out
longer, sharper.

Until…SNAP
It’s no longer mine.

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My hope is that it hits,
Through hair, flesh and bone,
An unsuspecting mind.
Instantly frozen and rearranged.

Or if not hit
Shatter close enough to move
Those that crowd below.

Do you remember that tree outside of our first grade classroom?
That tree was enormous
It was the color of a dusty elephant
But with flakey skin
You could pick it off and crunch
In the palm of your hand

It must have been dead
Long before it was ours
Never any bugs
Or mold
or moss

Nothing to stop five-year-olds
From laying in its roots

It grew into a “Y” before it died
Split about seven feet off the ground
Perfect for a first imaginary fort
A manhunt hiding spot or a goal post
For recess super bowls

I can remember it
With us sitting beneath it
At five, at eight, at twelve
Sitting Indian-style
Picking blades of grass
To whistle between our thumbs


They mulched that tree years ago
It’s chopped and spread under the new playground
Keeping kids safe from falls
If only we could have explained
How much it protected when it still stood…