Awakened from
a death defying sleep
What happens next
is a mystery to me.
...
Poetry silences
the wretched sounds
of self doubt
that reverberate
...
There once was a wizard
who liked to steal
and never got caught.
He had the pick
...
I got the word today
I'm gonna die
by nest Thursday.
How do I break the news
...
There is no doubt
You are a Goddess fair
I chose you
when in the depths
...
the American way
frustration filled
as they pray.
...
In an akward silence
I bellow your name
I don't pay attention
to the derisive gaze
...