I keep coming back just when ya think “there is no
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
i was 24 riding the Amtrak for the first ti… with a six hour layover in downtow… i left the station looking for a s… but before i found anything resemb…
i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems
A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.
word traveled fast about the man with the crying ears sad with silence an absence of music left an absence in him
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
this shirt screams “i’m not still fucked up from last…
if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches
Sweet undying moon, I offer you my song. With the stars in tune, heartfelt, i will croon to you the whole night long.
illuminated with the yellowish-ora… parked alone now waiting to be driven away by the last man at the office dedicated to his job
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
plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing
i used to go to Gramma’s every Sunday evening we would order pizza watch whatever shows we could agree on
you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys
