tears glisten like distant stars unreachable galaxies alone in the quiet of space dead planets remind him of his gra…
tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight
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
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
to have this moment back years from now as i recollect on this poem on this night it’s insignificance shattered with…
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
i didn’t call her because i felt like being alone and celebratory sex wasn’t going t… to validate another year of suffer… another notch in the belt
he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and
we can wear the morning air like a jacket and move deep into those bright
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
i walk like an appetizer onto the moonlight tongue the wine is in my blood
i drag this carriage with a whip at my back slowly leading them to their destinations to their privileges
was afraid of heights until i looked at my back and saw i have wings
plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing