For this I am Merely mortal For this I am This wretched feeling For this I am, a man With all my shame Hanging from my branches My ghastly skin Left to dry Caressing, poorly protecting The sparse reaction Still within What a farce, What a foe, Is my soul…

Drone /drōn/ a low continuous humming sound. The humming of the transformer outside your 5-story apartment. The churning of the excavator building the mall down the street. The air conditioning as it kicks in at the dead of midnight. A low humming, a low continuous humming sound is what a…

The cypress grows in the shadow In Orphalese The cypress grows in the shadow The giving tree A vultures perch Vultures fiending By the giving tree Perched It is not sufficient It is not “Tell us the secret” Here in Orphalese “Wisdom, come Wisdom, come Bring us joy today” But I say In the shadow…

Breathing on a cold afternoon Motionless afternoon With the world standing still With the world held still Strung to a string Afternoons of turning But now, still And as the world stands I hold my breath My world withheld in my iron lungs Air not knowing Not being able to expand the…

In the mind, of a fallen man A fallen mind In the body of a fallen man With no hands Rotting relic stiff as stone You have sent for his soul And now what’s left, Falling Forever falling Still, he falls The hillside rolling Or is that just he? …