mole fizz

shimmytime         

shanty

blink rose tubor ruse gloss harbor wrest slight

flailed

ink skins the frame lilts light tongue flora foaming

oaksheen breath flame sunken rudders

towers

tower

the screen door latch

all the wires

in our lives

you should be

writing poems but

yer buggering

a blog

monks of doom

be rain be rain

stool studies

sticky notes

what we do to a coat rack

is plural

Power

Is Contempt.

“And you want syrup on that?”

an idiom

slow me

tempo red twice

tepid

slight metallic flavor

crisp grip sludge

little jolts

slung to love