I’ve got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry

My man is Black Golden Amber Cha… Warm mouths of Brandy Fine Cautious sunlight on a patterned r… Coughing laughter, rocked on a whi… Graceful turns on woolen stilts S…

We, this people, on a small and lo… Traveling through casual space Past aloof stars, across the way o… To a destination where all signs t… It is possible and imperative that…

The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have.

Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone

Curtains forcing their will against the wind, children sleep, exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city

When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,

A last love, proper in conclusion, should snip the wings forbidding further flight. But I, now,

Shadows on the wall Noises down the hall Life doesn’t frighten me at all Bad dogs barking loud Big ghosts in a cloud

When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the stre… Young men sharp as mustard. See them. Men are always

FOR DAVID P—B The eye follows, the land Slips upward, creases down, forms The gentle buttocks of a young Giant. In the nestle,

When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie. Offering me, as to a child, an att…

Funky blues Keen toed shoes High water pants Saddy night dance Red soda water