Incense thick with a scent that is true and a bit soiled and dense so dense I lift

I saw a man and his crumb snatcher… sprawled on the porch of their hom… it was painted a bright ocher with… small, modest, humble, clean, givi… A joy, in short.

Ancient meadow preadolescence, burgeoning and righteous never-ending dimension first sighted past your fingertips… is stolen by ambition,

It occurs to me now that no one hears my song. Still young, I am discarded. I don’t anticipate being surprised at my aloneness in old age.

Like a distillation column, as I lighten so does my company, but it’s been the perfect quiet. So why cry violence? You can keep such good company

Ten days secluded now, improper and unshaven inside a black and gold hole, dope den of sultry sound and opiate mood.

The choir of the saints is heartle… They’ve parried happiness a lifeti… seeking the old earth, the marsh of the meek— where earnest suffering is woven w…

As a child I saw the meaning in n… I beheld the color code. I would dream of my bed whirling, I would feel my bed spinning. To take a birth here is a hard fal…

One of God’s tricks is, similar to Michael Jordan, It sinks a three-pointer with 1.2 seconds left on the clock,

The duration of a miracle is exactly one moment, after that you may as well be talking about what happened in the big game last night.

In the most lovely of lands, before a backdrop of mountains and palms, there hangs a pall— All my Loves

Brian told me he held his own guts in his hands, his tattoo reads: ALREADY DEAD.