the tv has been cruel to me lately, with more and more bad news about the countless souls who have departed in droves in torrents leaving behind a deluge of grief and sorrow Pushing the living into an abyss of... Continue Reading →
Rain beats at my window trying to get in I won't let the drops touch my skin Their desire - to beat me into blind submission -to mix with my tears making a sad precipitation So nothing...but nothing will make... Continue Reading →
(Steinese with a Dash of Cummings) The window is broken Broken is the window Just a window but a window To where to who to what to me to you A window is a window is a window When not... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 