and a tear fell...
from a quivering chin
to the expanse of a naked chest
streaming unheeded and around
a breast,
bare and full of the lust and love
that was theirs
in that summer of her yesterday... (from: Adagio for Francesca)
In a direction unknown
the faucet flows
and water spills
into the streets:
Lyon, Bosworth, Circular,
Inverness Drive,
Sonoma Mountain Road;
and too many cities of
no consequence, no matter. (from: To the Accounting)
Sabotage...a poison
devoid of color,
without compassion
for a life lived
by remote control;
yet is was allowed free rein
to roam untethered,
unchecked, and without
boundaries over my will. (from: Addiction)