Whitman, Thou Shouldst Be Living...
Oh, my profligate America--
So many acres of grass set aside
For those who play golf
And those who have died.


On Biographies
I love to read the big fat lives
Of the poets finally dead:
It's so much easier than reading
The life in the lines they said.


Genesis Fragment
Adam had a single son.
Then begat a second.
They grew apart together,
And so The Serpent beckoned.

One turned out a farmer.
The other one a herder.
O primal Western movie!
What issue else but murder?