dying of cancer saying her prayers they came to bathe her she asked if would hold her Rosary… “of course”
Sue lurks near my street I have thoughts of kissing her but fear to commit
the way mom and aunt kim would get… when the video would come on mtv i thought “that’s the life for me” singing for the working class
if the fairy spreads her thighs for the goblins finger the happy ending never comes even if she does
it misses the way we use to sit and breathe together inhaling and exhaling
this shirt screams “i’m not still fucked up from last…
it is not often that i think of peace or of the soldier i believe war is inevitable
when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly
when she wants only to see the heavens choke patience lost in all things
she broke up with him because he broke her oscillating f… on a 107 degree day in the Texas s… with one angry punch he destroyed the fan
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
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
i don’t believe anything i read unless it’s a poem
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
seven years ago almost home coming over the bridge from a show in The Windy City we hit the ice
