quicker the brown fox
running from the hunting man.
than he from conscience.
less on winning
a doubling effort
cannot escape a black hole.
so try less harder.
sea crits
the sea knows secrets
of the beginning of man
davy jones’ locker.
cradled heart
my heart knows no bounds
to the depths of life’s sadness.
but the soul has hope.
quiet riot
the tented pricked ear
listens for the sounds of night.
but death is quiet.
mouse got your tongue
it’s complicated
the dance between the sexes.
like cats chasing mice.