eating weather whenever
cactus water potions
mystery circles
studies plateau.
pump the breaks!
confusion is a must–
fences remember
dangerous
grapefruit
cut-up no. four
the raised dominant turns back to its original form
a convenience-sake view of prevailing world conditions, events, and existence in general–
he looked like a mechanical engineer
direct, intuitive insight into transcendental truth beyond all intellectual conception
cut-up no. two
you never wanted things to begin with
the third inversion, with the seventh in the bass
all things are impermanent
what if I, myself asked you
if shuffling is not impeded by drinking
so much winning and lovelessness
the sky is dark this morning,
but my life is bright
Kickin’ it free-form these days.
the jaws of life
the spider web outside my window
has captured a leaf
but it is early in the summer
for such dry, brown leaves
Kickin’ it free-form these days.
I Can’t Help You
even with the best intentions,
offering unsolicited advice
is like walking through a minefield
Kickin’ it free-form these days.
yerple
yerple sprigs of purple-voo
twist and skrine around my neck
Kickin’ it free-form these days.
She’s in Columbus Now
her voice makes me smile
she seems too good to be true
sometimes, I don’t hear from her for a while
but I’m never blue
Kickin’ it free-form these days.
intuit
the rain comes and goes
water pools in the backfield
frogs leap into it
This is part of a series of haiku-inspired poetry.
cloudy
bright green grassy fields
and swarms of birds singing
mountains in the sky
This is part of a series of haiku-inspired poetry.