Beside the Barn
the warm wind is
all around me
not sure how simple I can be
but the grass is dry gold
and I’m on this
farm
today I wanna eat
and sabotage
how to handle the bouquet of
desires
Ty $
I wanna give you a poem
from when the wind was
blowing and incense
were lit, peppermints
on the desk, when
there was nothing else
to do that day
Summer Comes at Night
feels better to think of
what I’m doing as
having a rich center,
not big cardboard boxes
broken down but
a mosquito bite with
a bloody center and
a pink halo