On moss covered shell
sea gulls peck crustaceans 'til...

Her dog's an angel
with a pit bull gene mixed in...

The lamest of ducks
can inflict a nasty wound...

Soft here,
tastes of...

Waves crest ahead, low and sullen,
but past the breakers the turbulent sea...

You cannot entice me with those luscious
ruby red lips, slightly parted, corners raised...

You who seem to be born with a pen in your hand,
who hold it as second nature integral to yourself...

Goin’ to the drug store, get me some Tylenol
going to Walgreens babe, get me some Tylenol...

Everyone, your front door friends
and my own back door companions...

I thought I was fabricating a story,
creating experiences that never...

One man has canoe
guided by man with Vision...

My sun has set, I cannot tell
the weaving of the black thread...