on a night back in 1998 at the 24 hour Happy Chef diner in Fort Dodge, Iowa when both of us were drunk and stoned
walking down the path that leads t… from 15th street i pass the same pothole that was t… twenty-two years ago as black and as deep as it was
i don’t ever want to rest in peace and i certainly don’t want any of… resting in peace some of us grew up listening to pu… and speed metal
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
it burned slow as i sat in front of a mirror listening to overplayed psychedeli… music from the 60's it was the first time i ever smoke…
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
dying of cancer saying her prayers they came to bathe her she asked if would hold her Rosary… “of course”
in all restaurants madness overwhelms the staff spirits break like plates
at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die
the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust
we are all worth more than the bread crumbs they throw u… minimum wages
loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice
we can wear the morning air like a jacket and move deep into those bright
Charles with his typewriter and bottles a bluebird held hostage in his hea… all the women he wanted all the jobs he didn’t
