our savings accounts cry out for m… but we only have so much to give coins jingling away in the pocket a few dirty fives in the wallet the shelves are in need of grocery

Winds sweep through the branches,… Observe the satellite of my howlin… Lunar intoxicant swims deep into m… From man I am transformed.

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

A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.

clear skies are the feathers with which the lesser gods tickle their twats and dicks sunshine is the gleam of a puckered asshole

he speaks to me through early Alic… only with darkness does light shine and

Deep in The Milky Way they will meet again. Reflections, and shadows. Never-ending satellites crashing into never-ending stars.

there she was again in my dreams last night perhaps it is faulty programming a virus or malware but for whatever reason

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

as summer wanes a chill comes about the air darkness replaces sunlight and the leaf loses it’s grasp upon… it cannot be blamed for its fall

You have found me smothered in a shadow. You have stumbled up a child; one whom carries storm clouds arou…

what I love about this country is the jazz and the blues and

shame of the ocean is the fish that crawled on land evolved to destroy

when the piano notes are dancing rhythms of candle light it’s hard to hear the fire go out the room cools its quiet wakes your fear

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