Poem #100 The deep recesses of our lives

light flows nameless something smiles

love to week to speak their thoughts

blank indifference lived distinguished alien heat

love must we, if ever, even for a moment

lips unchained frivolous distractions

capricious play

the deep recesses of our lives

eddying uncertainty 

Poem #80 the nicest thing someone ever said to me

each of the lines

I would always call you,

about God or the universe or

the horizon of the ocean with longer lines

and see what happens

fly around in words

on the radio to any channel

letter of the alphabet

your letters of the alphabet

the nicest thing someone ever said to me

get a life, F*** you.

Poem #79 Dung Beetles Days

Every day hidden in it somewhere

in a list of my favorite days

dung beetles days

eat the solid dung, live in manure

Always writing the last word of the first line

I learn several odd facts about me

Recycle words