blowing winter winds
death’s kisses
and its firm embrace
change
loose bits of life#15…
garbage along streets
death’s symbols
warning signs for all
loose bits of life #1
full packing boxes
memories
placed into storage
melancholy…
life sometimes implodes
crystallized joys become dust
and are blown away
moment undefined…
one day you’ll stare down
into a friend’s lifeless face
years of memories
will fill you eyes as if tears
you as speechless as your friend
nightmares or dreams denied…
moonless night when thoughts turn back to what has been but cannot be
old events unchangeable but reassessed in the darkness
how well night conceals our fears the flaws of life gone by dawn
crazy old man…
i will when older
sitting in my underwear
on my front room couch
watching old movie reruns
let neighbors freely gossip
