> The dog dashes pastWhat fills the basketOr the tall red binItself, a matter of timeBreaking morning lightOur hours so fast, soSuddenly ataxic. His clawsClanking…

>the most important image in adulthood (is a metaphor) she only seems to be standing black hair bouquet on a pink blanket & arms arch above…

>Please keep close, the best part’s almost here ( Anatomy of a tear, fearful & round blossoms from, replant redolent dead sordid bunch watches weather…

>my biggest fear; my big fears; i fear many big things: look at this wall, you are my love and for me_____________ you must follow…

>“Monday. Delectatio morosa. I spend my doleful days in dumps and dolors.” – Lolita, HH, VN: Page 43 “The dream has gone but the baby…

>For the sake of taut ropeYour true voice strandedSwaying island of chords Tears one-by-oneTime darting through ageTrembling uncertain eye.

>“Every generation has a keyhole to which its eye is pasted.” – Mary McCarthy, 1953 “Don’t push too hard.” – Family Motto, 1945-2010 I’m just…

>Isolation’s axisTumbling past proportion& barrels hiddenConsequential mast lookToward the moving end; extremeIsolation’s axisIn distraction & obviousBack to gravityAt gravity’s backThe system’s not dizzyJust preening and fatIsolation’s…

> Introduction A – On What He Will Say, For The Kid Take care & grind downscraping into the semi-solid baseright there before the adorationnothing…