on a night back in 1998 at the 24 hour Happy Chef diner in Fort Dodge, Iowa when both of us were drunk and stoned
he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere
i was born in a basket of apples out of place from the start always berated by questions like “where is your stem?” “why are you so round?”
he looks off into the distance as if god exists waiting beyond the winds with some kind of answer he looks on dating sites
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
the only boss i care to listen to on Labor Day
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 almost did not make it to this p… i was stuck in the glory of old verses cadavers un-buried and admired like trophies
seven years ago almost home coming over the bridge from a show in The Windy City we hit the ice
with a heart that aches to say the… let them sled over my lips know the peace of their meaning it’s been a long time since i last… i miss saying them
you only get so many nights like t… where the streetlights become tiny… she picks you up at your place for… and introduces you to Joy Divisio… blacklight and 80's retro music
“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped
Women were placed at the flames, accused of witchcraft, and the smoke of murder rose to the heavens. Man’s ignorant spirit bursting up to the gods, as if they didn’t already know how vi...
voices spread through the room like butterflies or wildfires inspiring some to try a new way of thinking
dressed only in screams showered with water and death life escapes by drain
