clear skies are the feathers with which the lesser gods tickle their twats and dicks sunshine is the gleam of a puckered asshole

tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight

it’s there when nothing else is but the radio and a near crippling… it climbs around on the walls and… hissing like a poisonous lizard th… you cut the tips of your fingers a…

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

a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live

all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise

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

now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too

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

when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly

in the name of what whispers we sing softly the final song of the end of the w… as a lullaby to each other and minor melodies pass over our l…

i don’t believe anything i read unless it’s a poem

Winds sweep through the branches,… Observe the satellite of my howlin… Lunar intoxicant swims deep into m… From man I am transformed.

time is one my side but what time is it? is it Killing Time?