So many things I don’t really care about the mail comes you know it isn’t easy to show that I care

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

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

Don’t bother with worry, this isn’t me crying to you all. I am crying to the scribe in the w… who’ll take this story and mount i… upon a medium, a tape, a film,

The choir of the saints is heartle… They’ve parried happiness a lifeti… seeking only the old earth, the marsh of the meek— where earnest suffering

At a certain point in your ordeal, it isn’t your ordeal that bothers… It is the fact that everything is… That’s what really bothers you. Because what happened is not OK,

In your gut is an empire— Spells, tug of war, Holy Days, ascent, decline.

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

In the most lovely of lands, before a backdrop of mountains and palms, there hangs a pall— All my Loves

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

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

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

The moment you flit by my ear, my strings are severed, I droop like a marionette— I remember I know nothing.

death with a sickle and like most any farmer their work is never done and life never stops springing for… and never tires of trying

This day, there is no ONE to beat your fist… No party, no tyrant, not even a faction—