Monday, February 27, 2017

Monday morning

I start the day right
One hour of Bhakti flowing 
all downhill from here

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Monday, February 6, 2017

Friday, January 11, 2013

(January 12, 2013)

Blog update:

For now haikus aren't tugging at my shirtsleeves. I am free-writing, instead, at Please come visit!

Sunday, December 9, 2012

(America bursts from your organs (in parts))

America bursts
from your organs, red, blue

I sip spiked tea.

You wash your hair smelling
wood smoke, flesh

I swallow an apple.

You gnaw on Christ's arm.

He pours red wine.

We feast.

Friday, December 7, 2012

(yesterday I was a pillar of bees)

I shower in mold,
shaking, wracked with ivy and dust.
Pigeons feast on my toes.

*excerpted from Light Infinity

Thursday, December 6, 2012