She calls through my window
Pleading for souls to rest
Her ebb yawns
Her flow hums
She is chaos
She is serenity
She is Mother
She is life
Her lullaby brings slumber
She is where my soul sleeps

Just a finger.
One finger.
Slipping underneath the lace.
Lightly caressing the softest skin.
And I tense.
Everything tightens.
Firms.
Swells.
Inhaling your exhales.
Take my breath.
My body is yours.
Explore it.
Find my treasures.
They’ve been hidden for too long.
Beautiful bits.
Waiting to be discovered.
Uncovered.
Exposed.
Taken.
Don’t ask.
Permission was granted long ago.
I’ve been waiting for this.

In the stillness of a grey day
And the rattle and hum of a clothes dryer
Subtle but distinct tweets and calls harken
From an open window wafting fresh air
They summon me out of the mystical fog
Of a mundane useless existence
The insipid chants beckon me to fly
Through the haze and humidity
From humility  To a place life exudes
Nature with its songs for dance and love

When existence is humdrum
And life is passing by
Open a door and fly

Turn a man
into a helpless
yet adorable infant
- illness

Alone on the road today
Miles to wander to ponder
Hours to fuel the engine
With thoughts, conundrums
Pedal, perspire, perspective
Miles to wander to ponder
Visions of nature flash
Before my glazed eyes
Buds, bugs, and a streaming current
River rushing, birds flittering
Engine hammering pedals
Miles of beauteous nature
Miles of freedom and euphoria
Mile after mile of thoughts
And all I dreamed about
Was you
Mile after mile after mile
Of you

He's a knife with no bullets.

But I do know what time it was.

I write like a bull in a Chinese Restaurant.

When in doubt, look up.

Ramblings of a crazy man seem insane.

I'm lost but I'm not unlisted.

Why aren't cell phones permitted in jail cells?

If one looses his mind, does he find his keys?

Why are you reading this song?

If rabbits multiply, do cats taste good with pickles?

If this doesn't make sense, does it make change?

If the glass is half empty, who drank my beer?

If language is fun, explain French class.

If a dog is man's best friend, why can't he buy me a gift?

If I'm having a stroke, should I go swimming?

If I have a heart attack, should I fight back?

If two heads are better than one, why doesn't anyone want two heads?

If love feels like a punch in the gut, I'll ouch you lovingly