We were magnetized to the helix nebula.
As the sadness drank us in the waves.
In our endless walk down Mulberry Street.
Where I’d learned of your stoning,
Where I trusted you with your magic.
Under the poetry of the slick moon washed over the river.
For a moment it was beautiful again,
Ridden itself of overheated catfish vapors.
and you were beautiful, although destroyed.
All that I could help you with was blind ignorance of what love was.
And I can bash away at the lullabies that would haunt us –
and crawl through our skin.
tripping over the biting mosquitoes.
As I learned you would depart back,
and new suicides would breathe in each of my heartbeats.
The tears of all the galaxies bled out majestically with colours –
I never imagined before.
I traced the lines of my own hand,
hoping to find the constellation which the lines of your hands lay.
For nearly 20 years I've been creating poetry & stories using imagery as the main course. I like to make my poems be felt deeper to the reader & make them think. I've been reading poetry in many venues in Southern Indiana, Western Kentucky & New Orleans, Louisiana. I've been published in a few books & I've got several of my own that I have self-published. One of my goals from this is to help my family & also fund towards future books. Whether it be self-publishing or having another avenue of publishing done. I have books on Amazon including "The Famous Poetry Outlaws are Painting Walls and Whispers", "The Cartoon Diaries", "All of Our Fears in Tunnels" and "Reflections". I have also contributed & edited several anthologies including my own "The Fevers of the Mind Poetry Digest" Issues 1-3, "Avalanches in Poetry" which is a collection of art, poetry, stories celebrating the life of Leonard Cohen. Writing inspired by him. I have several influences. Beat poets, musicians, Anne Sexton & Sylvia Plath's anxiety based works & even instrumental music helps me with writing.