we wait under a black umbrella beneath the branches of a silhouet… for clouds to be chased away by th… snarling jaws of light
I keep coming back just when ya think “there is no
i wanted to vote but looking at the ballot i wondered “for what?”
after a day surrounded by philisti… a not yet broken poet takes refuge in the familiar peace of desolatio… echoing quietly through two small… years ago this song came to him
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
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
dreams need their distance she learned from burnt fingertips do not touch the stars
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
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
put a million miles between me and… shoes worn away from the journey i will arrive with toes calloused feet stained in earth and legs swollen
tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight
short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
thoughts on the police not that they are the bad guys they just work for them
Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.
stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone