Days yawn and lengthen A season closer to you Reunion in bloom.
My stare fells bigotry,Tongue drips disdain,Tone, contempt.You meantTo incite.Not an equal fight.But I’m bored soBring your thesaurus!Burn you backwaterIdols at the altar ofWilly-Brandt-Straße and Charlotte Square.Stare at… Read more “Lone Star”
The tide brought his Feeble body ashore. Far from his apiary.A meeting with destiny: My foot. Sent to meet his Maker.His final stingTore throughNerves. Synapses. I hobbled home, sad.His hum in… Read more “Tide”