opening man
what a night to
birth the sky

saw dust (dry)
from so many broken
bones (throat)

riding this
haiku into the
sunset me

tiny pink
tablet promising
an exit

her breasts like
mashed potatoes
slumpy and cold

sometimes dark
sometimes light
always poetry

this prayer
to someday consider him
like a terrific storm

sharp breath
reminds me that i'm
still alive

fish hook snared
in the soft flesh of life
caution

there isn't a particle
of you that I don't know
remember and want

beneath my heal
that quiet spider
squish

missing you the way
the stars must miss the moon when
it's just a sliver

vocal chords
ripped apart
unspeakable hush

turkey breast
smothered with chop liver
oy veh

wet round tears
and he dreams in
watercolor

fingertips
calloused like a
warning too late

wizard casting
spell of greatness
through toolbox

should have x-rayed
your heart instead of
your finger

fair trade
my soul for your song
a bargain

spoiled brat
careful what you wish for
you might score

silly grin
as if having sighted
a unicorn

the bleachers
a ticket stub
deserted seat

on the steps
of new york street
he wants my kids

i wake and
know which way the
razor cuts

i can't hear
the sun rising when
you talk like that

lips perking
the rascal has wreaked
some havoc

big white fish
table for three
big white lie