when governments fall the power goes out and civilization is in the shamble… of its own undoing Uncle Dan has plenty of survival…
she passes a man but her scent is the full moon and a wolf follows
she always turns a light on when she thinks of me checks under the bed to see if i left behind a kiss
he looks off into the distance as if god exists waiting beyond the winds with some kind of answer he looks on dating sites
still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips
he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and
after it blows out your last match it goes to a bar and laughs over whiskey telling the story of the look on y…
time reduced to ash all the clocks were made of fire burning each second
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches
Life is a series of tragedies with… But what is good for those who suf… than what is good for those who do… —for Brian Salvador Curley
i walk like an appetizer onto the moonlight tongue the wine is in my blood
we conspire with the heretic to em… we summon hellish legions to arm u… with the fire of anger and the pestilence of despair with swords cast in spite
the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here
it’s there when nothing else is but the radio and a near crippling… it climbs around on the walls and… hissing like a poisonous lizard th… you cut the tips of your fingers a…
