The one night I got to spend enjoying spring
would have to be the one I hit the dirt,
though the dew had turned green earlier,
much greener than anything that spring.... more »
And death won't be won over.
Dead men don't turn back
once their elbows prop rubble,
with the north moon's north eye... more »
I never loved the earth.
I meant to leave it
to its loneliness.... more »