More Stray Lines

I.

Rival Sons

II.

Wax Heart

III.

In space there is no time.

IV.

Labyrinthine Snakes

V.

We move as slowly as slugs
but with far less patience.

VI.

Create new addictions,
revisit old ones.

VII.

Rival Suns


Note: these random lines were from Friday 2/22/13 and Saturday 2/23/13

Narcissa

                                       maiden
               in the dusk

                         Narcissa

with hungry eyes




                        Narcissa
                                of free habit and

                                           beautiful
                                               blending    colors




without   rival.

                             "Ain't that elegant?"





                            I guess.



Narcissa

                                sleeps






Note: this piece is a result of an erasure workshop I attended that was led by poet Mary Ruefle on Saturday, February 23rd at the Clark Memorial Library of UCLA.

Feeling It

If you cannot let yourself feel happiness

as it occurs to you,

then what, if anything,

do you have to look forward to?