i apologize for those last two entries.  i’ve been very angry.  so now, two short…poems? stories?  who cares.  labels get us nowhere.

when it was raining
charged air to my lungs drenched with humid.
charged air to my lungs with dripped air.

when i was falling asleep
she’s got the voice of a lullaby.
head is falling to the ground
and tumble
and body twists
and curls.

perhaps they will go on my site? yes? no? perhaps as a photo caption?