Status

If Heaven and Hell both contain,

All the value judgements they purport to,

Then I am content to stay in the dirt,

And the seeds,

And the wind.

Dictionaries Will Only Carry You So Far

My children will understand the term "adult"

To be a big mixed-up combobulation of flashes of glimpses of different selves,

But one that certainly means continuing to be a child.

Set a Goal

I only want,

to understand who you are tonight,

and we each buy our own drinks.

The Retreat

I am your

fair wanderer impressed

upon pages, under wineglasses

Cohesive like the clots

that suffer the winds in your bloodstream.

I hold fast to this earth

I sit scolded at the bottom of the sea.

I had miscalculated, for Rhode was too much for me.