This is a poem about time and the places it allows you to go.

This poem about minor things gone wrong.

Someone who removing many of his poor thought patterns and odd behaviors.

Another voyage through disjointed nouns/verbs. I purposely leave out much connective tissue (ie and, the, to, from, at, is, too, it, etc.) It’s a poem you have to put together, feel your way through, or not. It’s not easy, you try it!

A requiem, if you will, dedicated to my sister Kathy. She died in a car/pedestrian accident, she was the pedestrian. She was only 18. My sister was the sweetest person on this green earth and I wrote a few poems in her honor but this one was the most focused for, you see, I had trouble w/ the first ones due to many an emotional breakdown. She had the most beautiful blue eyes that saw clearly all the way to heaven. May her essence live forever, Amen.

On poems and words.