dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed

decorated in soft skin vines of fire drape around her fireproof face my eyes kneel in worship of a goddess passing by

i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems

she always turns a light on when she thinks of me checks under the bed to see if i left behind a kiss

it’s been so long without a touch lips pressed deeply against mine fingers brushing through my beard… i have reclaimed my virginity bumbling and nervous in the presen…

stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone

it was a particularly long day walking around in the Austin heat with too much on my mind i’d avoided the drink though it seemed to call for me fr…

walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu

Sue lurks near my street I have thoughts of kissing her but fear to commit

as summer wanes a chill comes about the air darkness replaces sunlight and the leaf loses it’s grasp upon… it cannot be blamed for its fall

if the fairy spreads her thighs for the goblins finger the happy ending never comes even if she does

(a) his job (b) his home (c) his girl (d) his mind (e) his life

desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst

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

avoiding cocoons pride is the caterpillar that shuns butterflies