two mountains hanker to reach across the valley always between them

some nights I talk to them because i have no pets and i am alone i make promises “tomorrow we will go for a walk”

coiled in a moment of wonder to ponder the venom of his existen… remembering every instance that he prepared himself to strike with no recollection of hatching

sometimes a vampire wants to see t… but people of the village keep his… chained shut with garlic they wear crosses around their nec… so that if he ever does get out

illuminated with the yellowish-ora… parked alone now waiting to be driven away by the last man at the office dedicated to his job

there she was again in my dreams last night perhaps it is faulty programming a virus or malware but for whatever reason

isolated Sunday bicycle rides tend to compel long winded speeche… character dialogues from stories i… and plenty of l’esprit d’escalier i speak with the dead

drink from the dream cup welcome those ghosts of morning don’t fade out, sleep in

his wife came in to the video store i work at today i knew who she was by the last name on her Oregon i.d…

early this morning fresh was the only way we could imagine ourselves soft to the teeth

the fast foot of gloom quick through labyrinths of joy always catches up

i dream of a world ruled by art where the letters that come in the mail are written in fingerpaints and tornado sirens sound off to th…

the anticipation was staggering be… rifling through the closet for tha… a faded Misfits tee and my black leather jacket but the shows were always a disapp…

what she says has gravity a truth that pulls you closer to t… brings your feet to meet the earth… in your own shoes and see that the toe is starting t…

plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing