“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped
after nineteen years she thinks of him as a fart something to air out
what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words
you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys
dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed
i walk like an appetizer onto the moonlight tongue the wine is in my blood
she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
as her eyes broke open most of it washed away in a dry wave of consciousness there were a few drops left near the corners of her botto…
when you’re going down the momentum is compelling to the point it almost overwhelms you at the bottom
we wait under a black umbrella beneath the branches of a silhouet… for clouds to be chased away by th… snarling jaws of light
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
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
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
Sue lurks near my street I have thoughts of kissing her but fear to commit
