the friction ridges on his fingers are different than most where there are usually arches there are the shapes of broken hea… and laughing faces
the fast foot of gloom quick through labyrinths of joy always catches up
sunlight makes love to the earth an orgasm of photosynthesis from the heat of their passion tulips are born
slippery bars make it hard to hold… captive against your will always lathered in the sweat of es… you elude any sentence
for one minute my clock dreamed of infinity forever stood still in a timeless moment hidden from death and deadlines
there was a mouse that dreamed of being a wolf every feral feline throughout the… would quiver at the mention of him his mere howl at the moon
sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks
i wanted to vote but looking at the ballot i wondered “for what?”
we fly down the highway looking for the next bar open on C… we each do a line and head on in flirt with lonely girls and take bumps in the bathroom
when the piano notes are dancing rhythms of candle light it’s hard to hear the fire go out the room cools its quiet wakes your fear
when the neighbors would bang on t… screaming through them telling him to stop for the love of god it is three in the morning
a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live
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
what I love about this country is the jazz and the blues and
as her eyes broke open most of it washed away in a dry wave of consciousness there were a few drops left near the corners of her botto…
