I'm nothing special,
I'm just little old me...
A COUNTRY GIRL
She was a country girl, in her faded old blue...
I feel dead inside.
And thank goodness I write...
"Now I invite you
all to the fire!" Said hero...
Days are hectic eaten by hours
we forget "us," aim words...
To camouflage their
smeared hands they deliquesce in...
graffitied clouds
whither from a night sky...
There, deep inside the coal mine was pitch black,
Everything was doused in darkness...
I let the rain massage my shoulders,
untying the knots in my back...
You often flare in darkness,
and I see you in the dim side...
Moonlit clouds tailored a silver sky,
peaking stars shadowed her face...
My cramped fingers cavort
(in the crooked nooks...