Wednesday, May 29, 2013

flippant desires

you lead me to a place
I have been before
only now
my beard excites the trolls
and they remain
tempting as ever

Thursday, May 23, 2013

the lakehouse

when the pendulum swings
disproportionately to the
settling sand
dimensions of space
aren’t linear no more
you only have a split second
to decide where you ought to be