Whoever you were I
loved you then and the
remnants retain
fragments of me back
then
Old road dawg rollin
through a few more
worlds
(find me a new sun)
Thursday, May 25, 2017
Friday, May 19, 2017
Sunday, May 14, 2017
For my mother Joan on Mother's day, 5 years after she's been gone
There is no poetry
or spirit large enough
to contain you
You burst forth from my
own blood
pirouetting across an
infinity of love
or spirit large enough
to contain you
You burst forth from my
own blood
pirouetting across an
infinity of love
Monday, April 24, 2017
Sunday, April 16, 2017
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