Posts Tagged ‘poetry’


Saturday, August 9th, 1997

the sinner sat on a pile of bones
stared down at the burning ring on his hand
and as he looked up at the window
he thought to himself
purity is a stranger
and happiness is for fools
then he broke his heart
in a pool of forbidden writing
and cried for he was lonely again

the tree and the reed

Sunday, February 2nd, 1992

a poem. written long ago. (more…)