anger, dense, early, experimental, god, heartache, loss, Love, non sequitur, not God, pain, poems, wizard of oz
[Brisk Bold Brash – oh my]
roasting in a long sleeve flannel
[Eggshell Knuckle – oh my]
my fist clenched on a single pebble.
on the horizon, an emerald shimmer?
no? no. no no. no no?
no. [no] no no no!
no no? no no. no! no
my best friend the tin man,
my worst enemy his missing heart.
The Bandit said: