Profound ennui Rings within the winter pond From undisturbed stones   I reach in and grab Though slippery coat of moss To ripple water

Looking upon the tough, Blue Shield in pain, My lover’s life is cresting the dark west Now, I pray for milk from the beast’s breast— Knowing her passing propels the shield’s gain. Contracts...

God in the attic,                             God breathing like a thousand wings inside the                             confinements of your head. The hollowed out  ...

I did the laundry today. I finally did the laundry, and I found myself wondering why so many people (and I’m not excluded) feel themselves longing for a partner like socks whose matches have...

An epidemic plagues the modern-day Of art that's made without a shred of taste- Assaults my mind and ears in every way An earnest artist talentless is waste.   This art to which I never...