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
he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and
i expose myself a show boat and a show pony i suppose myself a poet
bills soaring like birds costs of living get higher income, falls from nest
now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too
i would never say that Rock N’ Roll saved my soul but i will say that it helped me figure out what
“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped
the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice
i entered into my junior high poet… with such a sense of excitement to share the craft that i had disc… just a couple years earlier a craft that my gramma had
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
it’s been so long without a touch lips pressed deeply against mine fingers brushing through my beard… i have reclaimed my virginity bumbling and nervous in the presen…
after a day surrounded by philisti… a not yet broken poet takes refuge in the familiar peace of desolatio… echoing quietly through two small… years ago this song came to him
when she doesn’t love you the guts are pulled out from insid… life spills from the bones and your heart forgets to beat you become a ghost
