Born to an army father and his hopeful wife, Walter Burns was quickly flown back to the state where generations of his forefathers were bread. Since then he has hated to write biographies.
i threw my shavings
over downtown death.
saw myself in the rainbow
mirage of a cavity casing
...
Self married Sheila
begetting a pair
of Him and Her
lived Everywhere
...
If smiles must lead to dust
softly, beginnings,
do not touch
the moment I kiss,
...