Ripples on my seamless skyreminds me that the Artist hands are hard at workfather of the one that lies beside you misunderstood,maybe...inhale.We made..
Great Northern Beans I'm climbing the ladder with my eyes closedThe Tar and heat distort the stunning viewjust below Great Northerns on the burnerhe w..
It's all about experienceslove overloadit's in the dogs pink tonguethat tastes your fingertips as you pass by,It's in your neighbors as they pass you ..
In the summer of 1966 the sunwould bake the sweat and grimeinto the innocent creases of elbows,our delicate knees red and pebble indented.The tickle o..
Wind flows like time from the sleepy breezemeandering from somewhereunfinished in the treesthe shadows will will always be there.I 've never jumped at..
They are all hydrants weeping something redcornered and markedto claim "it belongs to me"overflowing waterworksHydrants weepback to the finishevil / l..
I am always...stepping over thingsbaby gates, laundry basketsyour words into dial tonetheir messy cardiac massA friend said;"If something bites youor ..
...in my peripheralhe's bloody edged under the bedfeeling life shifting alongin very long zigzag lines.I see mothers taking old medicinet-empty bottle..
Beautiful reflectionWanaka,beautiful reflectionsA white horsed clouddreamsdustbowl buffalofeathered and barehowls of a distant flutewolf on cliffs of ..
"I'm not the same man" says he;yet every thing looks to bemore of the sameto me.Men gathernews stand formal,construction sites; full of yellow jackets..