From the 2018 Collection "The Dead Dog Parish"
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The Rock made me to see each month as a day. The Rock implored that I be patie… with a patience so radical it slips into renunciation
Hollow fang? Volcano. Cat’s purr? Hymnals. Intuition?
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 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.
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.
To be a ghost is to always be aghast— To not know which direction is the future or the past.
Therein are the spoils of sorrow, the fruit of hardship, where wind snaps and prevails. Death whispers a hollow secret and I still a shiver
Just leave the fucking flags at ha… Or half-staff. Or whatever it’s called. Just fucking leave them there.
I remember being unmoved at more than one funeral at more than one memorial looking about impatiently impervious to the cries of the cry…
The moment you flit by my ear, my strings are severed, I droop like a marionette— I remember I know nothing.
A Sacred Site is the ultimate emblem, a trophy of the horizon’s finitude… No better a final gate, no more wiser a runway,
Tears tears do a walk-by unload the clip don’t know why now
Ten days secluded now, improper and unshaven inside a black and gold hole, dope den of sultry sound and opiate mood.
I know people see him and think, “Gee, that’s crazy.” Which makes it embarrassing to see him
Which came first, the egg or the h… An old friend visits on the anniversary of his death— He finds a voice