I awake one morning in the dark before the day Somehow knowing light will soon be creeping in this place Some guy out there starts his engine, warming up his car Birds of prey complete the cycle, rats crawl out from underneath the barn…

The truth is it’s useless to ponder it I’m helpless, I’m selfish for needing it And what do you buy for the guy who created the universe? So biblical, to trivial to manifest No confidence, no eucharist for those like us And what do…

This old road bends round the lakeside Round every little tiny curve They drained the water out one morning So now it’s just a field of dirt The little houses rest uneven Upon the dried up empty shore I feel the absence all around me…

I see my footsteps in the garden I hardly recognized the feet The ruddy clay in Carolina Impressions there in front of me The stalks above collecting daylight Conceal their mysteries down below For who I am I too traipse your garden If…

My ghost was hiding deep in the book stacks He get mistaken for hat racks Gets toppled onto the floor My ghost lives on the edge of the sidewalk It doesn’t matter how I talk It’s just the same as it was But you know how it goes It…

I hear the train a coming round the buffalo bend Near where they fought the civil war with some of my friends I feel like I could float away right over the hills No time for recollections or for telephone bills I need a few things while…

I await a place in the north The tiny cottage saved by the fables They left the key right there by the door No worries if a new visitor comes There’s nothing here but books and a carpet Nobody knows that he died years ago My ears ring…

I woke up alone inside some room I’d never seen before I slipped out in cold and rain crossed Merrimon a bit deranged And I could see myself reflected in the convex mirror glass And I could see myself in astral planes above the mountain pass…