... Man Is Eating The Earth Up

I Would Like A Simple Life / Yet All Night I Am Laying / Poems Away In A Long Box.

It Is In The Small Things We See It. The Child's First Step, As Awesome As An Earthquake. The First Time You Rode A Bike, Wallowing Up The Sidewalk.

No One To Hate Except The Slim Fish Of Memory That Slides In And Out Of My Brain.

Jesus Saw The Multitudes Were Hungry And He Said, Oh Lord, Send Down A Short-order Cook.

There Is Rust In My Mouth,the Stain Of An Old Kiss.