Aria of the Lake

There goes myself along Lake Michigan naked back walking before me there goes an uprising a piling of stones so sorrowful a ritual of calm tumbling gusting god out of our heads . There goes the sky compressed into a moment there goes an uprising , a murder a bewilderment , bewitching the sound of…Read more »


the everywhere the moment somewhere when nightshade laid its iris black my lonely figure astonished in loud serenade .   the everywhere oozing blisters upon sore feet deserts old from clouded heart bleached bones stark from faces brocade the everywhere startling almost afraid .   the everywhere black shadows of celestial beings flower and fly…Read more »