Depth of the goodness
When you live at the
depth of the goodness of life,
no skull will unsettle you,
but you’ll wonder at
the shape the good can take
Wood
Thirst quencher powder
Some of the best poets are in advertising
Dent I made in the world’s armor
Heineken
Crystals, hoping
When is it water and
when is it drop, cry, ache
or bitter rebuke?
Cloister walk
Death pirouettes in my sugar dream
I look out and every-
where it’s snowing
“You’ve got some strange kronkels in your head”
She was no doubt right, but what
were they again?
