Sentences are thoughts
All thoughts are sentences
the way we're wired

They flow sideways across the page
with words and phrases
In their span
From tip of thumb to little finger
and all that's in between in hand
...a Cap...a dot
with all contained

I understand just what you mean.

Cardinal Attack

Beating heart!
outside my body?
In the bushes outside!

God!

Clutch my chest!
and look again...
Yup!
It’s out there alright—
eating seeds no less!
and flicking its blood-red aorta!

"The  Spirit Likes to Dress Up...

...to be understood,
to be more than pure light
that burns
where no one is —

so it enters us —"

The moon is halved

Its light is lean
discreet
Like love distant
trembling-- lonely
Wanting
to confess its need

You are my prayer
You are my creed

ALZHEIMER'S ZONG

'The soul bone's
connected to the heart bone! '

'The heart bone's
connected to the mind bone! '

'The mind bone's
connected to the bone bone! '

'The bone bone's
connected to the thought bone! '

'The Thought bone's
connected to the Time bone! '

'The Time bone's
connected to the memory bone! '

'The memory bone's...'

'The memory bones...'

'... memory's bones...'

'Now where have all
the words

...gone! '