Inside
the poetry cupboard
there are only
blocks.

 


wrong-side-of-wire

He was the wrong
side of the wire
all his life.


A pen
is worth
three pictures.


Put the worm
back, buddy.


geometry-trumps-nature

Geometry
trumps
nature.


In the room,
the moon,
dreaming.


heart-wood-1-of-1

Heart,
wood.


eastern-block-1-of-1

Blocking,
the  East.


cropped-up-2.jpg

Finished,
with engines.


Unburied memories
lurk
bloated in corners.


Once were
apron strings.


She was always out:
Arranging flowers.


He could
occasionally
jug the hare.