if ever he drowns a swimmer will miss water life regrets no death
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
the blade has always been dull how it was made never
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 expose myself a show boat and a show pony i suppose myself a poet
you drag a soul around in a body and some nights it’s a bag of bricks wondering if there’s anything left to dream for
it’s okay if you want to stay insi… listen to a Bon Iver song on repe… eat too much ice cream and think about all the girls that got away
love digs graves all around the world but i used to
a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live
a man can be no more ready for Feb… than he is for his own death bringing in the second wave of win… icy flakes whipping in the wind relentlessly low temperature
she dances like a fool at the idio… gracelessly fueled by cocktails and
now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too
on a night back in 1998 at the 24 hour Happy Chef diner in Fort Dodge, Iowa when both of us were drunk and stoned
when they have shaved the flesh until it drapes from the bones a mind begins to entertain the del… and an end will be had
he keeps it bottled for days like these vintage destinies rush toward the… breaths of dead fruits inhale deep… and he drowns himself in their req…
