Trees poke from the earth like the mummified hands of the martyrs. Buried alive, they strained with last breath

I saw him on the side of the road, on the side of the interstate exit… Maybe he was 18, definitely not 21… tired but not yet haggard. The moment I saw him

Mojave Desert crushed cars stacked six, seven, ten tall. From the junkyard juts a billboard:

Nothing is all I ever wanted, now I’ve got it all! Careful! Lest I become a braggart… From nowhere it’s a hard fall.

I’ll give you what I got, I can part with it all. I have gifts— A silk tongue,

Sometimes the sky is orange, sometimes it takes a purplish hue— mountains for contrast their dimen… and the light pervades twixt our c… and the light washes down mine fac…

There is a stream of what could have been which flows on with the same rate and newness of what is.

I would lie with my hand on the B… I would lie with my hand on a stac… of Holy Qurans. I would look you dead-in-the-eye, and tell you a lie.

Two onyxes atop another out where the witch frolics, the signal clear, it rang through my throat so loudly I frightened myself:

Formulate an agenda Make friends. Label enemies. Identify beliefs. Re-examine.

I have this sensation when remembering the poignant noteworthy moments, Lovers, the Dead, crimes—

I know people see him and think, “Gee, that’s crazy.” Which makes it embarrassing to see him

Curling black from crematorium sta… tell me again the hoax of the soul… The cowl paces, pretends to be faceless, swinging silver and wafting saccha…

If presented with the choice would the dinosaurs have allowed the asteroid or meteor to hit?

Forget shoplifting, not pushing your cart back to the cart-corral is the true crime. Amazing,