Monday, December 31, 2012


Chin tucked in rest against the chest
White rime budding with each slow breath
On the inner frame of the winter nest

Sunday, September 23, 2012


Frozen clover honey hoven
in a thicket woven lee

The hum of a half surviving hive
in a shivering, cloven tree

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Saturday, April 28, 2012

a cadmium lens

two reclining fools rewinding spools
antennae numb, a tape deck's whine
shift click then hum
barreling west, the cadence dense
with early model amber light
hung in streaks at fender-height
above I-80's rattling crease
the dome light dirty, reefer wreathed
diffuse as daybreak
broadcast through a humid dawn's unsettled dew

Sunday, January 29, 2012


The desert has broke its quarantine, slipping across the border in the nave of a C5 Galaxy.

With the millstone of war now but a token tucked in the folds of a blanched red cape hanging stiffly in the stall of a greyer and greyer wardrobe, the havoc-keen mind turns to seeking new prey, rending the causeway of darting shoals.

The once-unoccupied body rejects its prevailing indolence, remembering its former prowess, craving the clout of motive, no longer to languish. The creeping rot of dignity has failed to quell a roiling; the clever administration has fallen away, only feral residuals remain.

A silent dexterity attempts to maintain its dicey balance upon the crumbling fulcrum of benevolence. The frenzy-deprived brainwork straddles it. Any attempt to counteract a previous deed amplifies it. The resonant frequency echoes across the stress fracture chasms.

Dug from beneath a medley of heavy, heraldic emblems with moth-chewed ribbon garlands, explicit tools are riled and handled with proper custody.