Two new poems (poems)
Updated: Mar 30, 2020
#1
fellow night traveler
cousin of the clams
lend me your sword
so I can cut off the hands
of all the traitors in the tea house
their hearts are hollow,
they smoke their promises
then get on the same dirty bus
if they looked behind them
they might see the past
catching fire
#2
When every day’s a miracle
there’s no need for a preacher
If you divert the river
fish will flop pass the dam
Everything I needed to know
came from the minor chords