Corrective

Sorry,
but
Nature’s
First
Green
is
red,
in
spite
of
what
Mr.
Frost
said.

Found Poem

When I wake up at 11 o’clock,
I am supposed to be daytime.
4 o’clock I am awake. Why?
Think about it.

Swine Flu?
Perhaps tomorrow
we shall have Fish Flu.

Time Passing

A damp woolen coat hung over the sharp       hook of what you remember.

Your Honor

I’m Charles, the black sheep
who swims against the rising tide.

Lullaby

We are our own the way a river swallows
itself. The need that need follows       follows.

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