Reminiscent of Birding

Oz Park a break on a bench crows are crowing dogs are shitting baby stroller wheels set turning Scarecrow looms over Emerald City his job to keep peace / the crows at bay All seem to work with silent beats Old town scrap metal collectors they have something to say in...

How We Do

Glance the native, his lid leads to smiles He is the one with whom I am in love At times I’m pinched, the detour worthwhile Descendant, as Eros’ gift from above I felt the arrow strike my heart sincerely I found him strong amidst the not knowing A stir from inside out...