Thursday, March 31, 2005

For Kate

Vistaless window.
No joy to be seen in a
Timeworn red-brick wall.


Pictures of my cats
Sleeping, playing, unconfined
I want to go home

Monday, March 21, 2005


Music plays softly
I want to crank it way up
But the walls are thin

Thursday, March 17, 2005


Surrounded by gray,
Empaneled in black despair.
No damn privacy.