Sunday, July 25, 2010

continental

some, they fly alone
know all routes to be known, and
like spacious branches

they land alone, too.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

up-ender

STOP! I want no more.
In fact, I'll take my hat; there's
something I must do.

spot light

don't tinsel me, you
verbose bungler of The Crush;
I'd sooner hear truth.

***

wouldja look-a 'ter?
yellah skirt, ayveeatars–
dats a young film star