Brown grass, erasing into green
Blacktop highway, rolling two lanes
...
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
...
Blood was mixed with pieces of skin
and torn metal.
Yet the sky was still blue
the day 18 were blown away.
...
The army taught me,
back in 70
That some people needed my help
back in Viet Nam
...
This ache, is more then tears,
falling into emptyness
is more then that invisable hand
that graps my heart, catches my breath
...
I am wearing a white tie
a black shirt
button down collar.
...
Hot Summer Day-
heats up everything.
Except this cold wind
...
Filigree
snowflakes
cover summer's worn carpet
yellow and orange leaves.
...
I have spilled tears upon blood stained ground..
Smelled the stench
of burning flesh
...
words that bend mortal men
creates universal haphazards,
holds seconds in grasps of
meager men that are stove up in
...