Milk thistle cheated me.
There was no incarnation...
The night had dumped
the moon on the hill...
The giant pain was nameless.
Held captive in...
Come and sleep with me,
I said to moon. We have to...
There was no ending
of questions...
Even a lizard?
stops and looks...
In the moment of reckoning
or nemesis, I call you...
As if living life—
Roaming, violent, never still...
Sat on the door step with a beer in one hand.
A cigarette in the other...
I was badly shaken?
by the strange...
Shame of centuries,
you wanted to erase...
In transition, of
a starry namesake, holding hand...