sunflower tables 4 sale.

sipping wine till the moon rises.
watch the angels dance for us.
watch the angels die.
having the time of our lives.
gaze into my lover's eyes.
finally realizing we are as one.
love together until we end.
end when we meet the Devil next.

poem

the man thinks.
black birds sing all day.
he is still thinking.

the faucet leaks, 
the man thinks.
he sings a beautiful melody.

the man made music.
the man thinks.
black birds sing.

never blink.

whispering in my ear,
the wind speaks gently.
carefully flowing through my hair.

as the sun speaks, it's a yellow 5 am.
Sneaking over the mountains.
high and low.

The sun laughs louder than this shade of June.
All day and all night.
9 pm it's time to say goodnight. 

poem

forgive me for all the blueberry tears you cried last night.
forgive me for all the 100's of years you wasted.
forgive me for all the beautiful sunsets you gave me.
forgive me, i beg, from down here on my knees.

dead, period.

dead me.
dead you.
dead everything.
I like dead things.
dead flowers dress my kitchen table.
upside down dead flowers will greet you at the door.
like dead thoughts floating in the Dead Sea of my mind. 
I like dead things.
dead me.
dead you.
dead everything.

hike from a few weeks ago...