I once
had a dream...
You're a momentary home,
beclouded among my many...
It was a mad flurry
of departures...
Sometimes I wonder, who am I?
Because it feels like im torn in half...
Potions and Lotions vibrate violently
upon my cast iron skillet, laced with insanity...
Finca Magdalena grown
beans roasted fresh pick'd...
Sitting in that well-worn leather saddle awaiting...
spurring his side to run through the gate at a...
Slithered under a blanket of snow
scribbling profanity, as snow crystals...
You think you can tell
love from war...
And I am somewhat glad
to be home among the sunshine...
I don't think any woman raises her
sons to be vile to women...
Thank you Mom for being here for me even when I...
You have been right all along...