Old man disfigured and alone
how grotesque his gate and
how crooked his nose and bones
Slowly trudging to his seat
in the front today and to condone
the stares ridicule and scorn
his face droopy lines adorned
the front row on this mourn
his first best last friend he had ever known
He kneels bows and prays then heads home
but not before a wink nod and smile to his lord

fall carnival rides
holding hands in waiting lines
Ferris Wheel kisses

my sweet love maker
lusts sugary confection
sticky honey drips

Going, since you left, Crazy
Nuts, trying to answer, Hurt
For, what happened, Real
You, caused so much, Pain

That's a wild Paris scene
The pale horse gallops on the Seine
what could that even mean

obsessed with color
but only in black and white
monochrome psychos

MY heart skips along
as a water bug might
when a whisper of you
comes skipping along.

haunting old phrases
sparks childhood memories
where the wild things are