dinner invitation…

there’s an extra space
at our dinner table now
so when you’re in town
senator seeking handouts
stop in parkland florida

thoughts while reading her sedoka…

her tears are her words
pages filled with memories
memories of nights by his side

memory’s journal
pages stained with her lost dreams
dreams once as real as warm flesh

las vegas and long term memory disorders…

let’s not talk right now
about gun control since we’re
hoping you’ll forget


acts of pure evil or pot calling the kettle black…

i’ve come to believe
that envy’s behind evil
blind desires for fame
destruction of true heroes
to steal another’s glory