Every once in a while, when my bunkmates are asleep (or at least I hope they are), and the jingle of the keys fades to the end of the hall,

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

Hollow fang? Volcano. Cat’s purr? Hymnals. Intuition?

Which came first, the egg or the h… An old friend visits on the anniversary of his death— He finds a voice

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

Torus, it’s shaped like, hang on, the number is as large as the planet.

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…

Pretend like your hell is the new normal. Now the space is calm, and poignant, and telling.

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

When the world wasn’t burning I felt optimistic that one day I could come home

I hear now a raucous party in the… Recognizable party tracks fun and… Laughter, joviality, intoxication… With the advent of unseasonal heat… the moment of festival and mating

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

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

With a sword karma sets straight what’s veered. By her sword does Justice dispense simply

This day, there is no ONE to beat your fist… No party, no tyrant, not even a faction—