I Only Want You

I want your body next to mine, with you already worlds away. I want to hear you breathe. I want to hear you dream. I want to look over at you, and smile.

Ode To Bill O’Reilly In Portland

let’s make a world in God’s image
one to last through your tribulation
a community of lavender flowers
with no ambition
unless it reflects you in the mirror

J.O.Z.A.T.

You open the car door and move closer. This all feels like a very suburban Jaws.