Tag: old. draft


1. Parallel projection, Horizontal rejection: I lie   Sideways on a muddy ridge-line Waiting for time to trip and fall.   Come now: come, feed off me. I sit in the shower and wait to slide   Down the throat of Time: I wait to be destroyed.   2. He leaves you behind as debris. […]

The daisies, as the days go by, shed their delicate skin: their white satin dresses. Piece by piece, it falls, back to the dirty soil: a burial.

The stones by the river- where we once sat, and dipped our feet, in the cooling stream- have been dry for a while. It makes me wonder if you were a dream. Wrote a lot of poems during training. No access to a computer yet, so I’ll post them when I finally return home. Found […]