From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes"
From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" A collection of Juvenilia
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Mojave Desert crushed cars stacked six, seven, ten tall. From the junkyard juts a billboard:
There, upon the loose dirt, I was a stone’s throw from her, Goddess Incarnate. She had snakes for hair, she had green flames for eyes,
There is a stream of what could have been which flows on with the same rate and newness of what is.
Oh, Death! Two beers and I’m on my back! Skipped the shower, skipped the toothbrush. Just a film of sweat,
(1) Under an open window I gaze out until the wonder is gon… Having run out of questions I fal… but perk up when a stray cat appea…
Think you’re doing something? Thing you’ve got some power? You can walk on coals, swallow poison and live, but who is at the helm
Like a Somali pirate just pull up on the Grim Reaper, surprise him
One of God’s tricks is, similar to Michael Jordan, It sinks a three-pointer with 1.2 seconds left on the clock,
Are we in the field or on the field? When I soar for the disc I wonder how that cloud got its shape.
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
Mowing with the sickle I stop abruptly and remember crawling out the window to smoke on the roof
Love is a svelte dagger, a gentle rapping, a triple-seven. Love is my law, makes me weep,
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.