The Killer

I am the misconceived
Unconnected son of an ordinary woman
Who baked as many cakes as your Mom, loved me as much.

My father went to war, saved the nation, came home with medals
Shell shocked head, memories he cannot tell.
Something went wrong with me.

It was not the boyish pranks, soap on your windows
Halloween t.p. on your house and car
I am evil behind a mask… etc. etc….

The Wave & The Wind

Rikuzentakata Ôfunato Kuji swept away No trace they were ever there Otsuchi Miyako Yamada Sôma Namie Minamisôma Onagawa Kesennuma Natori Ishinomaki gone, The earth gave and the sea Has taken away Banda Ache Two hundred thirty thousand Gone in the Indian Ocean wave. I am thinking of Phuket on Boxing Day The waters receding so […]

Any Day Now

Nothing you were to think, feel, know, remains intact The givens all gone, the body unravels The soul does not exist: where spirit seemed to breathe A great hole deepens, a sea of liquid sound spills in Pure as God’s voice, moonlight-shoals and starry reefs In vacancies of time too wide to navigate, the soul […]