Ghost cow The truck that crashed down Interstate 17 Spilling off the sloped sides Of the side of the most eastern Bradshaw Mountain Carried cattle that in their deaths' Followed the trail to Bumble Bee. The lonely brown steer, Struck... Continue Reading →
Being grateful about their move Is a coin that bares guilt on the other side I can really see the sun today, bright Clear. April's cry "Make-no-mistake I am still Winter! In the north the icy, icy wind chills straight... Continue Reading →
It wasn't long ago The moon hit the sky Brilliant black Became fused light On the Trail of the Ancients And that is where I first dined on rat Ravished, those early bites Made no difference Settled like hard rocks... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 