no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
misgivings of tide familiar qualm of the sea home where we are lost
i didn’t call her because i felt like being alone and celebratory sex wasn’t going t… to validate another year of suffer… another notch in the belt
a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live
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…
walking down the path that leads t… from 15th street i pass the same pothole that was t… twenty-two years ago as black and as deep as it was
to have this moment back years from now as i recollect on this poem on this night it’s insignificance shattered with…
i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun
let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face
all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise
i used to go to Gramma’s every Sunday evening we would order pizza watch whatever shows we could agree on
you took leave of Egypt for southwest Tennessee the African sun left for the warmth of Sun Record… i commend the move you made
we all trip over our own comfort and wherever we land is the lie we build a home on whatever love is we only do it when we have to
dying to stay in tune they rattle eagerly to play one last song