(2013)
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
YOU and are not us.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
