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

quick to lock ourselves in a prison cell of arrogance incarcerated by our own egos freedom can not happen until we reach through the bars

it is not just missing the good times slamdancing in a circle pit with your best buds at a rock show blacklit basement parties

dying to stay in tune they rattle eagerly to play one last song

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

in third grade i confessed to my c… i didn’t know who Joe Montana was because i didn’t watch football the boys were quick to emasculate… and i was ready to punch their lig…

right at that age where she is lea… like a cynical fox taking guarded… in the forest still looks for someone she doesn’… but knows it is because she believ…

Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.

Eclipse was the illegitimate daugh… of the moon and the sun beautiful and frightening shining and dark all at once

altar of vodka haloed cocktail, angel blood she prays 80 proof

i wanted to vote but looking at the ballot i wondered “for what?”

there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men

the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here

he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere