decorated in soft skin vines of fire drape around her fireproof face my eyes kneel in worship of a goddess passing by

“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped

dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect

in the final moments of dusk you r… a last grab at redemption to no possible avail toward a jury of stars and the judgement of the moon

where every man has gone before and i don’t think i’ll be too far… but still it’s too bad that we couldn’t make… it’s too bad that we ever fell fro…

when at war for so long peace becomes an awkward conflict so you keep fighting

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

Life is a series of tragedies with… But what is good for those who suf… than what is good for those who do… —for Brian Salvador Curley

love digs graves all around the world but i used to

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

it misses the way we use to sit and breathe together inhaling and exhaling

regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost

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

he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and

we wait under a black umbrella beneath the branches of a silhouet… for clouds to be chased away by th… snarling jaws of light