Sue lurks near my street I have thoughts of kissing her but fear to commit
the best shelf in town bartenders driving the drunks home
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 entered into my junior high poet… with such a sense of excitement to share the craft that i had disc… just a couple years earlier a craft that my gramma had
to have this moment back years from now as i recollect on this poem on this night it’s insignificance shattered with…
the only boss i care to listen to on Labor Day
i saw atrocity and deceit upon the… blood spilling down its jagged cli… tragedies unbound scaling the peak i tried to warn others not to climb this vicious monster
dreams need their distance she learned from burnt fingertips do not touch the stars
broken headstones in a cemetery of… bacteria running rampant feeding off the bones of the dead decay cannot be undone time will always bring about the i…
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
i can smell a clue about as well as a rock and if you’re waiting for me under a rock
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
watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
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
