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

Nirvana is acquittal, wearing sweatpants in an empty cou… drunk, singing songs about the Southland. God has fashioned my heart like a…

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

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.

You can ask to be shown, opened unto a dimension, swirling, sickening realm. But, woe unto thee fleshly being, dare ye enter that perilous gate

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.

What is your idea of placid? How about a mountain campground? Yes, but here in the midst is a querulous brain a competitive heart

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

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

Are we in the field or on the field? When I soar for the disc I wonder how that cloud got its shape.

Tears tears do a walk-by unload the clip don’t know why now

Finally alone, I lie with a volum… I venture again to hear the injunc… normally I savor their sensitivity… but tonight all I can think about

A whole lifetime can go by simple and average, without change, misunderstood, or understood all too well—

Wanting anything— What a curse. I take the simplest of shelter, revisit proven feeding grounds, do what my organs demand.