Tragicomedy

Nay, despite failing to make the grade,
this bluesy well red, duff mute
average white band...

Within the common (all purpose room)
at highland manor apartments aye
daily encounter, one...

February 28th, 1968 marked the date
Boyce Brandon Harris
(my octogenarian widower father)...

In life there are many things that you shouldn’t do,
Like hug a wild bear or box a kangaroo,
...

Maybe hate is in your blood...

You think your funny as Hell...

You think you'll rise to the...

no shortage of familiar metier real
(material) aye attest
welling up within thy breast...

To love, is to let somebody in, all the while I know my body is a sin
A man like me will finish last...

~ The Box Collection (No.XII)

Why am I in this box?
Did I do something wrong?
Did I...

accursed creepily haunting
Phantasmagoria wraiths
vandalize residents psyches
within...

chin lightly nested atop
loosely peopled interlaced fingers
supported via multi purpose table...

Hello Mom...

It's me again...

I know we talk everyday...

Your voice isn't the same...

while atop the surface of planet Earth humanity
all abustle skittering
to and fro, hither and...

My white apron
With red dripping
I will not
Yield my knife
I want to
See...

Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany
to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx,
sans the third of nine...

Cremated?
Dead and
Buried?
Alive and well,
Not my time,
Put a bell...

Hi Sparrowsong!

Hello?

I'm so glad you're home!

Why do I feel the sudden need to...

You are my lightening
I am your thunder,
One minute we're up
Then we are going under...