Thursday, September 17, 2009

Theorem 709

The man
shuns the slightest
grief,when the grave
seems not slight.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Another Day...

Corpses sought
the naturely life
tired
Until their
shelters
homely at day

Like the flame
escaping a candle
in the dark
A shed for the dogs
we pet

"People are living there."