I’m obsessed with growing the best mesquite.
Now, I know, “best” is a very subjective term.
I guess I should say the best for me.
I want to grow a mesquite so straight
and high and thick
you can gain enlightenment
meditating under its thorns.
A Secret
Thoughtfulness
Tao Derived Kinship Roles in Ad Hoc Systems Development
Happy yellow the blue sky
Thought as it passed over
Dandelions in bloom
And green too it guessed
But only pressured
For one its own
The yellow fades to white
And in the way of things
The sky does too
Even the Poem is Transitory
You have to exit poemspace sometimes.
If you wanna do anything else.