Tag Archives: dream



it is a YES

yes to Paris

the rippling water and YES in the gullet of silver fishes

yes to the thick splash

allaying fear and peeling hearts

yes to the face

that looms above me in it’s zombie mask

yes to hot pain that forges space

within my gut

yes yes yes

in Bocaccian wings,

in the  blood-red flutter

behind the telltale curtains

yes to the madness that feeds this electric life


to the solid frame that requires

silk and feathers

in order to fly

yes to it all brother

yes to this inclement dream!