protect

The rays with which
you gild the dawn
With noonday
heat now
fall

bob dylan

a cabin
By the
Ghost
River

Elevator

Some light
I asked for

Unendingly New

Turns out


Benito is alive,


So everyone

Needs

Assignments

In Heaven On Earth

I Recall fondly

Finding a word
I looked up
Online

image exchange

What a chub.
That's a Dave look

guffaw

On another planet
In another world

for North

Distance has no measure against us.
Another year is another victory

For Eachother

Slip down, sun.

Great games are all
Around you, we are
All today in a body
Fixing everything.

The Legend of Dumb

What were the days drifting,
The right music-time?

I hold closest to what I'll never,
At least I'll never in the ever present,
Have, ever have.

Wait, were we gunna meet? Were we
beginning? Will we ever?  Will we or
Weren't we a
Day's dream

Unafraid

The feel
Of glass
On the lips

Is different than
The feel
Of plastic on
The lips

This Is Why I Won't Quit Smoking

the right kind of smoking
Sitting real eyes of the low feeling
In the same place I once was sad
Seeing the greatest happiness,
The greatest happiness has a tinge of the
Sad that is lost.

I prayed correctly,
I prayed correctly

For the first time

That extends

New Years Day

The 

Ineffable beauty of Chicago

The Difference between Joy and Happiness

This is the poem I am remembered for
To read love, to have written love
To read and write only the
Other words that help
Love connect

Wishing Is Different Than Hope

Help us
Hold us

Hell, I've dreamed of you.

You were sitting rocking in a rocking chair while I shook spiders from my shoe, telling me slowly of important things with care I wished was care-free.

Wishing is different than hope.

You had a system you weren't trying to teach me I wanted to learn and confirmed I could do like you with your waiting just when the water filled to strike assured the side of the washing-machine and close in the snake.

When I tried the snake curved more and biting quick bent more than I anticipated, thin wide triangle teeth ripping without tearing my hands, again and again.

You were god distorted by the imbedded memory of the god the humanist drunk made for his utopia

That Place We Remember Fondly

Approach us with joy and thanksgiving and song:

Sing to us our woes only in upbeat soft pitched melody as an afterthought,
Still sprinkled with serene sincere gratitude and contentment calmly rising

Help, can't we ask? Just now a little

no reasons for feelings unnamable

Now will never come again

Now I want here