"unwillful" poems
and so a day and a life
we are so fanciful
we are so willingly unwillful
so it is and so
the world will surely die
who will cry?
will it matter
if no one is listening?
Sep 8, 2010
Sep 8, 2010 at 1:22 PM UTC
Under the house
In the crawlspace
The moist Earth littered with the bones of small mammals,
And infested with a multitude of invertebrates,
I low crawled through soiled Earth to replace the water line as an unwillful apprentice under an impatient master.
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 1:57 AM UTC