Un Escritor, Un Escritor
Richard in Mexico City
Me in Gamla Stan
Where the women are so pretty

Marguerite Porete
Definitely not a fake
Maybe she will let ...
Nothin' but love to make

Un Escritor, Un Escritor
Jeovanni from Honduras
David from El Salvador
Green lights still allure us

Mandy is my bartender
Dino plays Brandy
European licorice
Carmel. Monterrey. Gandhi.

                    Mohandas!

Translucent and
undeserved mercy
streams into me
humbling me like giant sequoias
who draw my eyes to the heavens!

The Summer of 69
That's when I was born
A time of war and Nix On
Countries ripped and torn

Bryan Adams is Canadian
Heard him all through the 80s
Summer of 69 quite memorable
Especially with an 80s lady

Ah! Memory of a Lady in Red
Yearning. Yearning in my car.
Ocean waves at night
My love wherever you are ...

Life after death is unlikely
My ashes flung to the sea
Protect your 1. Protect her 2.
Please protect my 3.

       O Beauty! Late have I loved Thee.

She loves the
darkness.
It’s like a scar on
her soul.
She constantly complains about
my drinking,
yet daily, she fades
to black.
Sleep, oh what an
escape, but she
rapes the sunrise with
worry and
dreams deferred.
I write by candlelight because
she’s in a  
foul mood.
It’s like a tomb.

There is a gravity to
sadness; it pulls me
downward into a
deep dark well.
I can't climb out.
It's my own private hell.
I pray for levitation.
I jump, only to fall.
I feel forgotten.

I put one foot in
front of the other,
and I will rise.
I move on.
Hope returns like
a long lost friend,
and I find my sanctuary.

What I really wanna do
Is watch movies with her
Play board games
Talk naked in the tub

She asks me questions about books
Religion
Coincidence
We dance. We sing. We rub.

I ask about her parents
I tell her of my grandma Marie
I kiss her on her eyelids
She sings Let it Be.

I fall asleep in her arms
We fly to Istanbul
Hagia Sophia
Exoplanet pull

                     Yo espero.