He wouldn’t budge to show me what’s a hard heart, my own heart was closed if it was closed to him. Maharajii said,

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

A Sacred Site is the ultimate emblem, a trophy of the horizon’s finitude… No better a final gate, no more wiser a runway,

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

Ten days secluded now, improper and unshaven inside a black and gold hole, dope den of sultry sound and opiate mood.

Oh, Death! Two beers and I’m on my back! Skipped the shower, skipped the toothbrush. Just a film of sweat,

I know people see him and think, “Gee, that’s crazy.” Which makes it embarrassing to see him

Two onyxes atop another out where… the signal clear, it rang through… so loudly I frightened myself: RESPECT! I remember how often my Grandmoth…

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

The duration of a miracle is exactly one moment, after that you may as well be talking about what happened in the big game last night.

I saw him on the side of the road, on the side of the interstate exit… Maybe he was 18, definitely not 21… tired but not yet haggard. The moment I saw him

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

I imagined every venerable thing b… from being beaten until I had no b… and living in utter desolation, po… to having tangible things, good ta… Land and Gold.

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