he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart

i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father

the fast foot of gloom quick through labyrinths of joy always catches up

i’m usually a dog person but when i returned to Austin afte… i met JD who offered me a place to crash while his roommate Karen was out o…

i would be excited to hold it tickle its little belly and watch it laugh if it cried i would search enthusiastically

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

in the name of what whispers we sing softly the final song of the end of the w… as a lullaby to each other and minor melodies pass over our l…

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

for one minute my clock dreamed of infinity forever stood still in a timeless moment hidden from death and deadlines

a man must find his way to live in the world a poet must find his way to let the world live

when you’re going down the momentum is compelling to the point it almost overwhelms you at the bottom

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 don’t ever want to rest in peace and i certainly don’t want any of… resting in peace some of us grew up listening to pu… and speed metal