Author Archives: Timothy P. Schilling
As love before all knowing knows
so sweeps your hand
across the sheet
to meet the beat in me
Dutch desert
The Lord God sad
Stretched out and worried
Have you seen the red light
atop the antenna
atop the tower
flashing in the dark?
Dutch design
In loco parentis
Something has swamped and stumped
the growth of that child,
and I am sick at the thought of it.
Summer bridge
Return of the many whiskers
everyday with their chance anew –
dreams of getting there –
ballsy, pretentious –




