white velvet on ground.
the frost hoars at it again.
now dead is winter.
Archives for December 2014
begging for wishes
wishing for horses.
i need my beggars to ride.
sidle sores blister.
insensible
painting with big words.
sounding like intelligence.
yet making no sense.
lungful of hope
winter’s veil of trees.
no skeletal lungs breathing.
holding hope for spring.
god o.t.
boney hands hold coin.
copper colored dreams of mind.
waiting for godot.
where the people?
supreme absurdness.
nine withhold wages from all
as we stand in lines.