it destroys the essence of the poe… stricken with the stink of human no art can cover the foul odor generic mac&cheese flatulated
put a million miles between me and… shoes worn away from the journey i will arrive with toes calloused feet stained in earth and legs swollen
when she wants only to see the heavens choke patience lost in all things
i love music i know everyone does but i really do nothing can soothe me as much as
at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die
she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still
if you’ve show up to the poetry re… with no poems to read you better worry because you can’t go on stage with… so start looking for an exit
i expose myself a show boat and a show pony i suppose myself a poet
a leaf hoped that the branch would be strong but they were both born from an ol… and those dying roots could only h… until there was no choice
brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map
voices spread through the room like butterflies or wildfires inspiring some to try a new way of thinking
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
you drag a soul around in a body and some nights it’s a bag of bricks wondering if there’s anything left to dream for
if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches
i was 24 riding the Amtrak for the first ti… with a six hour layover in downtow… i left the station looking for a s… but before i found anything resemb…