i think of drinking with the moon but Li Po already did that hundreds of years ago among the petals of China i think of walking alone into a di…

we fly down the highway looking for the next bar open on C… we each do a line and head on in flirt with lonely girls and take bumps in the bathroom

“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped

Fruit Vendors a man with a cart of oranges on th… sells them with acclaim for their… sweet citrus that excites the tong… for a moment of pleasure

there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men

now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too

this shirt screams “i’m not still fucked up from last…

on a good day a poem is just a death threat to e… on a bad day it is a love letter

i am my own ghost i am haunted

at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die

brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map

i drag this carriage with a whip at my back slowly leading them to their destinations to their privileges

the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles

let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face