what is this, what is that, you ask ( Read more... )

small conversation
chit-chat, if you will
with so many questions hiding in the shadows that surround
a creeper lurking in the back
uneasy stomach, held down by the weight of it all

eyes flicker, close, open
blink
blinkand try to focus on something tangible ( Read more... )

as we lay there, wrapped in the long-out-of-season comforter,
i tried to fall asleep, but alas, only my arm was successful.
the rest of me was acutely aware of anything but sleep;
your hair, still damp from the previous frolic in the rain,
the summer-rain sticky-heat,
the sound of the fan in the window
[both making areas it touches cold and, ( Read more... )

why do you stay over there, my dear?just a Question ( Read more... )

the ocean feigns many tales ( Read more... )

and sometimes what returns ( Read more... )

amazing, how quickly things can change ( Read more... )

the Monkey truly denotes a time of Change ( Read more... )

a brief respite
an eye in the storm
a large rock to sit on

though he still sees the clouds overhead
knows that this is not the end
the storm is not yet weathered
and yet he sits, lights a cigarette
closes his eyes, inhales deeply
takes in all he can

a moment of sharp clarity ( Read more... )

the silence is still there ( Read more... )