(2013)
© 4 June 2o13
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
YOU and are not us.
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
