the sash the sill and the window pane

the sash the sill, and
the window pane
all bear witness to the
saddest refrain
as coach and carriage
pull away the little
boy does remain
awash in man sized pain
soulful whistle of the
eastbound train
clackity clackity
clackity clack
the sash the sill, and the
window pane all bear witness
to the hard cold rain
washes away the child
who did remain.

life

did i tell you my love of

a time long ago

when the birds did not sing

and the sky did not cry?

when the world was sitting

empty and children did not play

did i tell you my love

of my life before you.

hollow man

devils sneezes
westward breezes
whistle through
the hollow man
he gots no place
to lay his heavy
head
wisps of smoke
from a long dead
heart
torments,tenderly
warming soothing
forms a vision
a crevice a niche
softly caressing
the hollow man
everybody passing by
neath an endless sky
just keeps asking why

hollow man walks across

a hollow land.