More poems....:)

Missed

Empty pictures

on a flooded porch

I hold the key

up

to the sun

bright and collected

there is 

no more rain

only the remembrance

of something painful

collapsing 

at my feet

and running towards

the dead woods

Song

How often

does the snow 

fall

pure

from the center

of the sky

I can see 

the stars

in her hair

clusters of infinity

pushing their 

way out

how can they breathe

murky 

in the pitch

Baker

Bright yellow wire

steam rises up from the bread

Hold tight to my hand

Late

Broken heel

under the damp

light

the rain collects

in the fibers 

of the glue

resume dripping 

from cardboard

cotton seams 

breaking 

under the stress

is there enough money

going around?

Please pour 

the scotch 

down the sink

put out your 

cigarette

listen

to the beat

around the corner.  

Guide

Tuck

the tail

blind

in the corner

panting deep

heavy ears

I call you

from the porch

but you 

never answer

the moon sags down

into the Earth

only silence

Tease

I only 

pass you by

in the hopes

of leading 

you on

Fix

Can't form 

the letters

mouth dry

from shock

the needle

pushes in deep 

now and all I see

is your eyes