on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu
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
thoughts on the police not that they are the bad guys they just work for them
on a good day a poem is just a death threat to e… on a bad day it is a love letter
i think of drinking with the moon but Li Po already did that hundreds of years ago among the petals of China i think of walking alone into a di…
she passes a man but her scent is the full moon and a wolf follows
You have found me smothered in a shadow. You have stumbled up a child; one whom carries storm clouds arou…
when it is most impossible to be there for yourself
in all restaurants madness overwhelms the staff spirits break like plates
if you dream me dream me without these horns without scorn back beside the lord
dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed
the next one in the holder on the… can barely contain itself one corner is already protruding hoping like hell that when she finishes her burrito
broken headstones in a cemetery of… bacteria running rampant feeding off the bones of the dead decay cannot be undone time will always bring about the i…
two mountains hanker to reach across the valley always between them