if looking backwards
helps better steer the future.
hope is all but lost.
Archives for May 2015
jack rabbit
my way or highway.
highways have the best vistas.
i’ll hit the road jack.
bombs away
shared fragility.
the soft, pulpy human life.
a ticking time bomb.
eidetic evening
night draws the curtains.
the sleepy day’s nodding head.
giving me ideas.
a beating meeting
from bully pulpit
stand truncheons and men in blue.
beating black and you.
slighted sighted
a thousand paces.
the mile trodden in worn shoes.
and no end in sight.