Women were placed at the flames, accused of witchcraft, and the smoke of murder rose to the heavens. Man’s ignorant spirit bursting up to the gods, as if they didn’t already know how vi...

the Buk used to write about the va… hanging around the downtown Los A… looking around the library here on 8th & Rio Grande i think

i drifted onto your shore a withered vessel the skeleton of a ship torn sails draped over masts like dead bodies

i almost did not make it to this p… i was stuck in the glory of old verses cadavers un-buried and admired like trophies

joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair

you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys

there will plenty of time to be si… when the abyss avalanches down upo… burying you deep into eternal abse… so raise your voice while you stil… because even if you can’t yell tom…

my body is not a temple it is more like a corner bar in Wisconsin kneeling

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…

i would never get my bar back so i went back waiting outside the entrance for m… to stop myself

dreams need their distance she learned from burnt fingertips do not touch the stars

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

dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed