Uncorked Cerebrum

A cave painting in modest, abundant ocher started it all When some cave-dwelling hominid who was probably suffering After eating some tai...

Our greetings sometimes equate To the repetitive click-click-click Of a gas range finding its flame. But it takes no time until our pot Com...

My cat's manic depressive Who eats his feelings. You can hear him crying In our basement closets. Sometimes he meows About suicide...

Sometimes I feel like I'm in a slow strangle, Hanging myself with a necktie. Resigned to a life with the living dead, Inching our ways ...

Love is a river Not water from a faucet. Not something you can Turn on or off or just wash your hands under With some scented soap Th...

You wouldn't even fit in my socks, So before you say, "If I were in your shoes..." Consider this: You'd stumble on you...

Hey there little song bird Sing one of your tunes for me. Remind me of a time when We both sang in the streetlight, A tearful melody go...