Taken from the poets journals these poems represent a side order of events and images brought forth in illuminating detail. Details torn from the eternal mind, ones given to splendor of the outer worlds of movement. A society of the mind seen with transcendental shapes continued in time and space for the reader to let flow a universal being of one, one's own mind. These poems are gentle as they are hard, fragile as they are bold, and relentless in their approach to the reader. These poems will boodle the mind.

Road Service

I saw two men

seated on the side

of the road

one eating the flesh and bones

of a morphadite

the other a cannibal,

where did you get

them bones I asked,

they kept chewing

their mouths full

eyes abright.