“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped

he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and

everyone’s eyes are filled with what could have been some girls are alone others accompanied by lovers all waiting for their names to be…

Women were placed at the flames, accused of witchcraft, and the smoke of murder rose to the heavens. Man’s ignorant spirit bursting up to the gods, as if they didn’t already know how vi...

his wings are lazy buzzing around the same pond a fly scared to change

every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her

misgivings of tide familiar qualm of the sea home where we are lost

where every man has gone before and i don’t think i’ll be too far… but still it’s too bad that we couldn’t make… it’s too bad that we ever fell fro…

we conspire with the heretic to em… we summon hellish legions to arm u… with the fire of anger and the pestilence of despair with swords cast in spite

A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.

submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice

loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice

it misses the way we use to sit and breathe together inhaling and exhaling

seven years ago almost home coming over the bridge from a show in The Windy City we hit the ice