on our way to the city
we encountered the remains of other travelers
whose journeys once traversed our same terrain
The Meaning Of Love
At first love makes you blind,
But in the end it teaches you to see.
What is the meaning of love?
It will not be what you expected.
A New Place To Live
We need a new place to live.
pad crib lay up
Bits of newspaper
and the tattered remains
sitting in the parked car
in the parking lot outside Pioneer Market at 12: 30 A.M.
writing in my notebook on blue paper
by the dim light of the overhead streetlight
The L.A. poetry scene is
all about distances.