the Buk used to write about the va… hanging around the downtown Los A… looking around the library here on 8th & Rio Grande i think
shame of the ocean is the fish that crawled on land evolved to destroy
to the deepest thirst a drop of water looks like a rains… over a rushing river lips moisten with hope and the heart drowns with sheer re…
i used to go to Gramma’s every Sunday evening we would order pizza watch whatever shows we could agree on
when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…
so I am supposed to divulge enough… for someone to make an informed de… and certainly it is understood tha… for a while it’s the decorum of crazy
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 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
put a million miles between me and… shoes worn away from the journey i will arrive with toes calloused feet stained in earth and legs swollen
a $5 footlong at Subway before a meeting on Thursday Burnin’ For You came on the speak… i wanted to call you
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
tired of her obsessions insatiable outbursts of self dragging her around angst smothered mornings culminating into nightly carnivals…
i looked to my right hoping to see a bass player keeping the low end tight behind me hoping to see someone
as summer wanes a chill comes about the air darkness replaces sunlight and the leaf loses it’s grasp upon… it cannot be blamed for its fall
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