Monday, November 30, 2009

I wish I had a

I wish that I had a poem for you
all the way from outer space.
I can trace the outline of your face.

I wish that I had a poem, from Vega 6
just to hear your heartbeat in timeless place.

No one understands the miles that separate

Monday, November 16, 2009

Furry

Furry little mittens
for skinless little kittens

A tuba for the band
A rubber for the man.

Incessant noise.