"Hangman Haiku"   The rope is tied with good intentions I cried for my swinging failures "Untitled Haiku"   Crucified skinned & blundered...

The focal point of a thousand distractions reaps the havoc of the blackest fog   I watch my familiars sitting there as still as a rock a...

How can I sleep when I have so much I need to do   How can I sleep when there are so many projects I have left undone   How can I sleep...

Fertile disappointments dissipate on the dew of life’s blossoming joy   as I cry cubes of fury bury my head in the dirt watching my lurid...

"Dysfunction & Disarray"   1. Once there was a boy He was born out of love   He grew to not fit in He was raised into hatred   Then there...