Monday, November 01, 2004

* amor vincit omnia *


With familiar whiff of fresh
a stranger brushes past.
Sudden, I'm surrounded by
someone I once loved.

19 October 2004


In slimming black, her back to me
she stands, a talking
caterpillar with rolls
beneath bra strap
belt and

Around her head
butterfly hair
flutters into flight.

13 October 2004

Night, Autumn

Moon rises golden over
this quiet corner of
dark city.

From deep shadow,
a shape
then closes lamplight eyes
and disappears.

20 September 2004