“In the company of imageries within my castle,I voice for everyone my next poetic verse.All the empty halls listen and echo my passion,And in darkly rich verse I immerse.”Through the courtyard, pulls up a hearse,Beneath the arms of stone...

Mirrored faces reflect faces mirrored.The mirror can break,appear as impassible spindles of web,and sometimes it can shattermy only doorway to my utopian psychosis.  The voice that emerged I didn't recognizeit was holding conversations outside of meto a being, I...

Propheteering Trickster Wiley CoyoteFrom the bar associationRivals great OzymandiasFor the hourglass sands of immemorialTo sift like silt through the YangtzeWhile a British merchant colonist in ShanghaiLooking dapper in his colonel’s uniform with walking caneGlimpses through his monocle  The misty mysticism...

Midnight Blues in TremeDegas in his studioPaints the NOLA cotton exchangeWhile sad clouds driftLike floating islands of Bible belt dreamsHigh on the calluses of blues guitaristsWailing like the ghosts of HadesThat haunt Claiborne AvenueLike a hobo with his stove...