Writing
2009
The System(atic)
The economy is a decaying corpse and, for our own sake and health, the rotten stiff…
Among it
Glancing, life was a burial processionI melted with the crowd toward the graveA yell from ground…
Forgiveness
Kill me in the open viewWhere the seen is unrealPick up a stone from that holy…
John 2nd
Today another angel had diedA world is marching to prayerA thought of good and
Every
Every moment that slaps one's conscious existence, could be a halting point or a jolting spring.…