strange rhythms in dream
wind drumming with open lid
empty garbage bin
Month: September 2016
2016.09.14: light poems
2016.09.13: pests of plenty
warm winter combined
with extended wet summer
web worms adorn trees
2016.09.12: hoard
vultures on four wheels
descending on estate sales
things the dead can’t take
2016.09.11: futile
when will it all end
i kill yours and you kill mine
a game no one wins
let the dead settle the score
let the living come to terms
Longing For Water 