Saturday, February 23, 2013


To see and be seen
For what’s in between
Our legs
We go into bars

Beat the bush alone
Two birds and one stone
In hand
We lose in bars

Sunday, February 10, 2013


First castle
I made at dawn
Is long gone

Second castle
I made under the sun
Is a bowl
Fishes swim in and out of

Third castle
I made in evening
Is toppled and lost
Lapped by froth

This last castle
I make in the dark
I hope will last
Until morning and past
When I set sail