ANNIE
I. Lament for Annie
The pink door on Locust streetsits slightly ajar.Once grand,now suffering at the hands of too many strangerswho have no idea where...
Man Stands Outside the World
Perched not so high,in squatty crouched gargoyleposition.
Man stands outside the worldand I am that man.
Rubbing a morning’s dewfrom gushing goldfingers.
A...
Billy G
The snake circled the island, up the Hudson, down the Harlem,into the East, and around the point past Billy G’srent-controlled building on the...
Immaculate Ruins
It begins with a stranger’s cautious agreementto get lost for a while in the ruins of you, playing
sentinel from the love seat’s worn...
