poet – Thistle Thoughts

Winter Girl

They say the sky
is thinner from that high

These flood damaged photographs
speak in your voice

my blood can’t handle
any more apologies, insistence
on the right to celebrate
genocide…

None of this is you, jagged pages,
annotated quotes — other voices
said what you couldn’t and better

I think of loneliness
& laser beam precision

A Day Like a Trinity,
Three in One to Blame

I make these plans to write —
like a “real writer”

Remember winter, Madonna’s
Immaculate Collection album,
Megaman III, a false sense of
innocent security

in their eyes we are worth
what we can do for them

Update + a Spooky Poem

the tide that took
you away had a
street name