Paris Tree

The tree sits high overtop a Paris cafe.In the spring and the summer the leaves flourish,As the people chatter below. They speak and they talkAnd they soliloquize as people want to do. And the leaves take it in again and again–Absorbing the shit from below.Until...

Those All Dead

Are with me in the moments I breathe. Are around my moments of silence. Are in places no one can leave. Will guide me to places of kindness. Long distances are shorter than we know. Big Places are smaller than they show. Large people give less than they should. And in...

Moments

Don’t talk as much as I used to.No need to it seems.I was inside last night’s sunsetAnd in other people’s dreams.The times that come–Will be the times that went.The future is the present,Is the past, is forgotten.Except, except–for those...

A Song

I looked at my phone againThing is I did that minutes agoStill no messages– only the timeGlaring at me like some comicSaying “hey–a’int nobody calling?”And then the minutes, the hours just slideSlide into some other place whereThey all...

Life in a War

We shot then up badWe shot then up goodWe did all the things That we thought we should.The people were crazyOr so we thoughtBut then things changedBy a whole lot.There were smiles that diedRight on the spot.There were lives to be livedThat a bullet stopped.Those were...