i used to go to Gramma’s every Sunday evening we would order pizza watch whatever shows we could agree on

Fruit Vendors a man with a cart of oranges on th… sells them with acclaim for their… sweet citrus that excites the tong… for a moment of pleasure

they’ve never looked as deeply as… into the centers of your alluring and final eyes they’ve never watched you dance slowly and dark like the end…

notebooks have been stacked in pre… filled with short stories bad drawings and of course

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…

let’s say you’re trying to go somewhere who isn’t? but let’s say you never get there

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

it destroys the essence of the poe… stricken with the stink of human no art can cover the foul odor generic mac&cheese flatulated

fallen from the nest mother bird leaves me to die never to take flight

Winds sweep through the branches,… Observe the satellite of my howlin… Lunar intoxicant swims deep into m… From man I am transformed.

brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map

it is not just missing the good times slamdancing in a circle pit with your best buds at a rock show blacklit basement parties

was afraid of heights until i looked at my back and saw i have wings