Spring Cleaning

by Ronald J. Hoffman   I walk through the corridor I light the candle to see I brought the proof of what is prophecy. I walk in the room Discover the place I’ve been In the corner of the womb of our disgraced existence. I look upon the shelf pull down the book to see…

I Sit At the Table Typing These Words

You’ve been lying about the code and I can’t believe what you’re saying Still I heard everything all the thoughts that pierced my brain what I thought was the static of blood in my head is turned off at night and a transmitter plays the songs of divinity lying above the cove with hope in…

While I Watched You Dying

While I watched you dying I drew a portrait of myself Years I was trapped gasping and crying and knowing you helped me live with myself The way this offer feels I just might accept it. Comfort can’t be felt nor the pain, And promises I seek from those who would pay me no attention….

Promises of Gold

I won’t waste time stopping my fears But I wouldn’t mind you stopping a while Gold is a waste if you can’t see it taste it or feel it, take it out once a while. Waiting for the Summer to please me, forward is a breath beyond illusion on my knees I drag my devotion…

Mommy Was In Love

Hope is lost is lying near is beating drums is slipping along and chasing and grasping is breathing and gasping Liz is waiting, inpatient and hating seeing hope chase love and catching looking once and throwing it away Once ain’t enough to turn the spade once ain’t enough to grow and fade once we turn…