an unfinished puzzle can easily bl… but somewhere out there is a piece convinced that it is the rest of the puzzle that…
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…
i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun
when the piano notes are dancing rhythms of candle light it’s hard to hear the fire go out the room cools its quiet wakes your fear
panic is my dance partner and
into another corner bar they go climbing stairs covered in clumps… praying they don’t slip carrying s… hundreds of pounds of amplificatio… they set up in the corner
when you don’t know for as long as i haven’t known you start to get used to it you don’t worry so much about solv…
tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight
elusive needle hides from him in a haystack like looking for home
clear skies are the feathers with which the lesser gods tickle their twats and dicks sunshine is the gleam of a puckered asshole
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
droopy dark circles around the eye… brown eyes sad eyes sometimes he pees on the floor they rub his nose in it
when it is most impossible to be there for yourself
it’s there when nothing else is but the radio and a near crippling… it climbs around on the walls and… hissing like a poisonous lizard th… you cut the tips of your fingers a…
if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches
