we can wear the morning air like a jacket and move deep into those bright
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
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
time is one my side but what time is it? is it Killing Time?
the first line wrapped itself arou… a quickly tightened noose to take his breath away a second stanza slashed down his w… like a cold razor blade of verse
my body is not a temple it is more like a corner bar in Wisconsin kneeling
sunlight makes love to the earth an orgasm of photosynthesis from the heat of their passion tulips are born
some nights I talk to them because i have no pets and i am alone i make promises “tomorrow we will go for a walk”
on a good day a poem is just a death threat to e… on a bad day it is a love letter
word traveled fast about the man with the crying ears sad with silence an absence of music left an absence in him
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
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
i am my own ghost i am haunted
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight
