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.

Stay until the walls dissolve, problem solved. No Mustangs on this Mesa just a billion stars, a vendetta forgotten, secured.

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

Love is endless. Mercy, too. A great debt unpaid, sitting on my doorstep, first-class.

I wept at the sight of my guru’s picture, Praise God, He is always with me, a Holy thing,

It can get worse, there are hell realms. I’m misquoting someone but, I’ve heard it said:

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

(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…

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

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

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…

I feel newly acquainted with this skin, everything is novel, intensity is wherever my eyes land,

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

Like a Somali pirate just pull up on the Grim Reaper, surprise him