Wednesday, August 24, 2011


The night is alive
A cicada symphony
cut with speeding cars

Monday, August 22, 2011


Lightening flashes through
burns a wild, erratic fuse
the stars are scrubbed clean

Sunday, August 14, 2011


I should walk a mile
on another man’s egg shells
before I can crack

Sunday, August 7, 2011


If I drew a blank
then how could it still be blank?
I got nothing here