Her hair is the silk river of the sun. Then lizard men install an amplifier in my brain. The lizard men burst into flames. I am her hero. The ocean recedes to it corridor of calm.
Green dragonflies go home to Mars.
Snowman Sitting on my sofa in the sun's cascade. My litiginous mind sharpens its blade. Expectant for sweet rush of words to come. I conjure up a snowman unmoving, dumb. But the only snowman in LA, Pure white statue beneath a flowering tree, Like a beautiful comet on a starry sea.