From the 2018 Collection "The Dead Dog Parish"
As far as the eye can see— Limitless blue nowhere to be found.
Is closed, always was, like Heaven, far too expensive and unrealistic,
When I see the little holes where the earrings used to be I wonder what they embraced and then renounced to get to now.
Ten days secluded now, improper and unshaven inside a black and gold hole, dope den of sultry sound and opiate mood.
I know people see him and think, “Gee, that’s crazy.” Which makes it embarrassing to see him
S, I gotta tell you, this sixty-five cents is worse than a lump of coal. I pray the remover of obstacles
Are we in the field or on the field? When I soar for the disc I wonder how that cloud got its shape.
The bar room is a bed of embers fanning themselves expediently, huddling to outlast the dark. A whoosh of autumn air ruffling their complexion each time
“Didn’t I tell you to love everyo… Love everyone. That’s my only business. No small feat, but I have all of eternity.
Tears tears do a walk-by unload the clip don’t know why now
Here in the suburb of Royalwood e… looks as it did decades ago, entro… where the deep slumber of human li… age and breed with rapidity and se… We sat out here and explored the…
Yes, it’s a famous song— “Unbroken Chain” by the Grateful Dead, a good band name as an aside,
Eyes to the ground, cutting through an alley, ruminating about a fight with a si… I notice a stray dog following, when I stop to pet it
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…
Trees poke from the earth like the mummified hands of the martyrs. Buried alive, they strained with last breath