Author's Note

My suggestion would be to scroll
all the way down to the bottom
and work your way up.
Many of the newer additions
can get repetitive in their tone
and bland in their subject matter.
Just a thought...
Wow, some of this shit feels really raw.

madison valley

the montana morning is still,
unshaken by the mining tragedy unfolding,
unchanged by the news on the wire
of the teenager killing his brother over dessert,
of the w.v. man trying to outrun the cops on a rider mower.

the birds pick at near-depleted feeders.
the pup nibbles my shins and pulls on my socks.
the sun melts freshly fallen snow on the mountains.
the chilled air is fresh, alive, alert.
today, here, life is pretty damn good.

DREAMT

i hope to be able
some day to tell you
about my dream
face to face,
but for now
i'll tell the world
wide web.

while One starved me of air,
my lungs fit to burst,
heart filled with instability,

there was Another,
who was pregnant
with unavailability.

but you, you
were the Other,
with simple nobility.

You and I,
we just had fun.
no pressure,
no holds barred.

We just laughed
with the world
and had more fun
than two should have,
more fun than
two barrels full
of monkeys.