Swirling Years – January in Hotsprings
Swirling Years – January in Hotsprings Wherein: Swirling years of bliss Something in an eye(s) Tells all the stories
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Swirling Years – January in Hotsprings Wherein: Swirling years of bliss Something in an eye(s) Tells all the stories
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V.1 Landlady’s always angry So I keep stranger hours Meditate to TV static Decorate with fresh flower V.2 Use the
Life in hotels, wandering alone and often blue and then the death of friends all converge in a series of
Lonely Cold Water Flat – Postcard #66 Read Post »
In a bar named for Bukowski With kisses on cheeks for all Excepting me of course Anonymous as an empty
Until The Time – January in Hotsprings Until the time If i had a clock i would count down the hours
Until the Time – January in Hotsprings Read Post »
When I was growing up, Dad often spoke of his Chevy Malibu SS – his favourite car. So, while on
Dad’s Malibu Super Sport – Postcard #65 Read Post »
Artifacts from likely forgotten places. Resurrected with fresh stories augmented with inky pens, broken typewriters, scissors and glue. Possibly sent
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In tumultuous and confusing times, optimism and activism are the powerful antidotes for cynicism and fear. Two Bills share songs
Leaping Beyond Cynicism – Postcard #64 Read Post »
When the firemen drove away After telling you the van is on fire You briefly considered yelling But instead extinguished
I tried to avoid paying attention to today However signs are everywhere In chalk and pen and bits Unavoidable to
Notes about Jogging and Lions on Father’s Day Read Post »
I won’t count the hours The appointments The bus rides The taxis The rescheduling The referrals The same lab tests
I won’t count the hours… Read Post »
Time Traveller, a poem for Rod Howard Ash as performed (in a rather spontaneous manner) with Mikael Lewis at Creepers and Chums. Inspired