Thursday, February 13, 2014


blessed reunion
pardoning waltz
rancid and cleansing
seperatist pulse
mention an axle
vascular trunks
practical twilight
handular halt
definite seconds
thirds on the wrench
palaces fightened
this is a cinch!

healing a scanlan
dealing to-do
banker koala
rasberry clue
mascara nighfall
brainstem to brain
sign on the dotted
entrance to change.

Friday, February 7, 2014

The torches of blood
Are small woven vaults
To torture a Sun
With seasons at fault

If spring is a mashup of
Varaial milk
With flowers afraid
And rain drops  Tereilp

Then migrating Spacious
Is valiant for you
Your memories fail you
Your dogwoods Carew!

Your dogwoods Carew
Your Charioteers
Your actual science
Of remembering years!
Remembering toothaches
Remembering grins.
Remembering Lasyings
Intense in the fear
Repent if you will
Jibreth of ten Swan
Collecting galeeth
With field covered dawn

Monday, February 3, 2014


Grassive Peraltive
West colored seam
Math flavored Malta
Bliss cradled Dream

Zanzibar science
Actual spook
Lincoln log finance
Rapid Maloof

Facts of your Treaty
Folklorish lord
Ladies that live in
Hollowed out Gords

Bandaids for Mindy
Tylenol squirms
Leaf nodes for Cindy
spring will return

Massive and tempting
Vacuuming cheers
Whiskers are filthy
Blisters take turns

Sunday, January 19, 2014

In a glass vase we seem to find
Cracked and weathered from passing Time
Heralds of a brighter dawn
Living wills designed to rust
In a building we measure
Wealth supreme
By a fire corroded with disease
By your fire corroded with disease

Friday, January 17, 2014


thinking fellers
bolted Just
trains in twenty
mithreal crust
own salvation
owe it fear
bring it louder
hold  it near
we went sailing
for a while
to portray you
and your style
or a river vast and white
thinking night gulls
fashioned tides
all in always
never knows
if our sailing
is alone.
ageless whispers
drawing straws
measure silence
in the frost
diamond stainlessly appears
in a hallway
made of stone
proves that longing is alone
scarlet makeup on your hills
paintings of your windowsills
on your houses long ago
served as lodgings as I'd go
knowing that i was alone.

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Sanctuarial groove town
Regardless of the waste
Desperado of Florence
Craft a tongue for your face
Black for blue for your nectar
Brass astute of the sponge
Lancelot the director
Megadeth in his trunk

1980 we saw him
Dave Mustane in a suit
Living a laugh safe from metal
Saving a life of reproof

Anthrax throne your container
Mastodon sacred trace
Drawings of withering heather
Racketeer cherry glaze