Monthly Archives: August 2019
Coming unglued
And what is this glue,
and do we want more
if it gives as it does?
He rules
Ghost town
City night
Aperture
Where did he go?
Time snuggles up to the oblivious
Sticking ticking seconds in our craw
Book and cigar
Not what you’d call ambition
I’d like to be old and whittled smooth,
gentleness itself
