with the lamplight at my back it feels like someone else is ther… my ears are full of wax and ghosts everything i hear is haunted headphones plugged into a headston…
A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.
put a million miles between me and… shoes worn away from the journey i will arrive with toes calloused feet stained in earth and legs swollen
peering into your eyes i am trying to understand you hoping to know you a little better with each glance when the world is mad
for one minute my clock dreamed of infinity forever stood still in a timeless moment hidden from death and deadlines
Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town
the fast foot of gloom quick through labyrinths of joy always catches up
i expose myself a show boat and a show pony i suppose myself a poet
submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice
if you alone hold me as i battle for last breat… if you alone bear the burden of the body left b… if there is no one else in the roo…
in third grade i confessed to my c… i didn’t know who Joe Montana was because i didn’t watch football the boys were quick to emasculate… and i was ready to punch their lig…
there she was again in my dreams last night perhaps it is faulty programming a virus or malware but for whatever reason
after a day surrounded by philisti… a not yet broken poet takes refuge in the familiar peace of desolatio… echoing quietly through two small… years ago this song came to him
trust me i am a moth and there is light ahead i would not lead you into absolute… i would not take you into perpetua…
i drifted onto your shore a withered vessel the skeleton of a ship torn sails draped over masts like dead bodies
