POEM 041/100

November 16, 2012

After staring down the final period

at the end of a great novel and closing the cover

on that world of experiences—


Lately I wake up with that feeling

POEM 040/100

November 8, 2012

Whenever the train enters a tunnel

I can see silver fingerprints on the black window


Maybe I’ll get drunk tonight

POEM 022/100

July 3, 2012

Reclined in a patio chair

a crisp pilsner in a cool green bottle

the lake breeze kisses the necks of the trees

causes their leaves to shiver

against the pinking sky


Another day of my life

gone forever

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