Keep me earthbound
You are my gravity
Without you
I fly into empty
Space

Your love holds me
In this place
Like being tied
With soft gentle
Lace

Even when
I am far away
I can feel
the power of loves
Embrace

The distance
Is but a word
where ever I look
I only see your lovely
Face

The strength
Of your discipline
Has given me
Understanding of true
Grace

She lay beneath a barren tree
dead, exsiccated in an instant,
as the lake
that we once waded through
to reach her.

We attended the wake together
holding hands
and wanting to kiss
but not.

We each gave our sympathies
not with words, but strange dialogues
gazing upon her parched body,
close to each other.

After, you took me to the tree of life,
barren, but not dead:
still glistening
in such oppressive heat,
with life to come.

              barbers
     and bartenders
              talk
              to you
           not
                              at you

             letting you
                  let it
                     on out

        sometimes
                 I sob
                    and mewl
       for     a tug
                of an ear
       or     a shave
               of a fool

SHRIEK

Shreik! the leak in yonder pipe,
is permanently dripping,
run go fetch a bucket,
for its running rancid water,
of a funny sort of green.

with the cellar door ajar,
it will air the scene to dry,
and the straw upon the floor,
will soak excess.

a netting hung from nails,
to the pegs above the frame,
a spade can hold the middle,
for the draught.