the darker the room the more I needed her she was scented with tobacco and cedar
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
i can smell a clue about as well as a rock and if you’re waiting for me under a rock
he lights one last flame home is where the burning is bed of devil’s rest
his wife came in to the video store i work at today i knew who she was by the last name on her Oregon i.d…
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
dressed only in screams showered with water and death life escapes by drain
i’m writing this to you my friend because the last time i said goodb… it was passive i thought for sure we would be
You have found me smothered in a shadow. You have stumbled up a child; one whom carries storm clouds arou…
early this morning fresh was the only way we could imagine ourselves soft to the teeth
there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men
so I am supposed to divulge enough… for someone to make an informed de… and certainly it is understood tha… for a while it’s the decorum of crazy
to reach for the pen only when you need it is a mistake you must reach for it everyday eventually it grows familiar with…
the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust
after it blows out your last match it goes to a bar and laughs over whiskey telling the story of the look on y…
