nightfall

clawing for the door
out he blundered helplessly . . .
violent nightfall

virtual plenty

onliest of one
in my cardboard collective . . .
virtual plenty

one more

in this tiny room
the whole universe is stuffed . . .
we can fit one more!

alone

the collected box
sand dollars, shells, geodes and . . .
alone in her room

hiding

grab the cookie jar . . .
hiding in a dark closet
with my thoughts ajar

everything

everything that is
and everything that isn’t . . .
well there’s the problem

never been

think outside the box . . .
what could that possibly mean?
never been inside

human noise

in isolation
noises keep me company . . .
i crave human noise

in twilight

nestled in twilight
a silver crescent appears . . .
above and beyond

had to say

had to say farewell . . .
things change after fifty years
except for nothing