his wings are lazy buzzing around the same pond a fly scared to change

i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun

when it is most impossible to be there for yourself

drink from the dream cup welcome those ghosts of morning don’t fade out, sleep in

a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live

slippery bars make it hard to hold… captive against your will always lathered in the sweat of es… you elude any sentence

trust me i am a moth and there is light ahead i would not lead you into absolute… i would not take you into perpetua…

he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart

we fly down the highway looking for the next bar open on C… we each do a line and head on in flirt with lonely girls and take bumps in the bathroom

altar of vodka haloed cocktail, angel blood she prays 80 proof

i began to tell a grim story of a puppy left alone beneath an overcast sky at first i saw a lost dog sad and without

dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed

what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words

going out for Golden Gloves when i was a teenager i trained as hard as anyone paid close attention to the scienc… my coach

apologies were often on the wind before her lips but when a girl’s got those big be… well