Impeccable possibilities.


He told me that his girlfriend might be pregnant.

the device to pursuit
the inception of the cosmos
he will negate the child

You want a beer?

the memory of a vagrant, seer.....

the final illusion, meek desperation

the allegory which enfolds our
recollections
now its time to refuse to ignore the decree
orated to us on the eighth day

hyacinth

the girl i new of long ago

that was the last of his kind

Nicely felt poet ... and welcome