Every where I go
Voila! There I am.
Making a mess.
Can't even give a compliment
Without pissing off
Some insecure housewife.
Tasting of Hurricane
At sixteen, he hammers
black stones
to fit over breasts,
to bless the new wine
tasting of hurricane.
Paint brushes
how many times my mind wanders,
Journeys, to thoughts of you
Memories that at times fail me
Jacitation
Jacitation
Jacitation
and no Amelioration
Fun now
to take the late train in the evening
Sort of an evening out
even if one is going home.