When you see something deep in my eyes And smile, I wonder, Do you actually see the vision of my future And does this whole huddled mess Make sense to you, Or is your spiritual enthusiasm marked by a Deliberate, convenient blindness To all the puzzling complications And all the changes that lie in wait […]

Just thinking back to my favorite girl’s face, I was wondering why I liked her so much, Or if I even liked her at all — . Maybe the feeling was something deeper, Like dread, or fear, Of her beauty. . Her face reminds me of the Allman Brothers song “Little Martha.” She happens to […]