earth: 2070
real waste of time
and space writing about an
impossible place.
phony blair
amerika's pet
project/ile vomit from just
across the lagoon.
east timor: single photograph
bronze genocide face
mouth a wide hopeless gape his
innocence tastes good.
haiku para you
(for lisa)
twin almonds, cut from
castaway ripening stars
piercing me like flames.
bobby sands (1981)
he didn't starve for
food only true justice and
opportunity.
a cat, resting
multiple hours
of reclination to mock
everybody else.
