the blade has always been dull how it was made never
the way mom and aunt kim would get… when the video would come on mtv i thought “that’s the life for me” singing for the working class
with the lamplight at my back it feels like someone else is ther… my ears are full of wax and ghosts everything i hear is haunted headphones plugged into a headston…
as her eyes broke open most of it washed away in a dry wave of consciousness there were a few drops left near the corners of her botto…
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
it’s okay if you want to stay insi… listen to a Bon Iver song on repe… eat too much ice cream and think about all the girls that got away
right at that age where she is lea… like a cynical fox taking guarded… in the forest still looks for someone she doesn’… but knows it is because she believ…
stuck out on a ledge with no stairs no ladder and no one to catch me
two mountains hanker to reach across the valley always between them
it burned slow as i sat in front of a mirror listening to overplayed psychedeli… music from the 60's it was the first time i ever smoke…
i think of drinking with the moon but Li Po already did that hundreds of years ago among the petals of China i think of walking alone into a di…
A bleak winter day has come to me with one rose alive in it’s hand. I am asked when spring will set it… when the leaves will return to the… and more roses will bloom in the l…
peering into your eyes i am trying to understand you hoping to know you a little better with each glance when the world is mad
sunlight makes love to the earth an orgasm of photosynthesis from the heat of their passion tulips are born
coiled in a moment of wonder to ponder the venom of his existen… remembering every instance that he prepared himself to strike with no recollection of hatching