Just as the moon is forever drifting away, so were my dark thoughts while writing this lunar, late-night poem inspired … More
Tag: Late-Night Poets
Late Night Haiku
All elbows and knees, the moon’s been dieting; is emptiness enough?
Fallowed Souls
Fall is yellowed,eyes like pathogens,green manure skin,recovered grins,lust the dust of unusedwheat fields,and I am sallow,tinged, and wading in,hands above … More
Yard Sale of Thoughts 