(2014)
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
