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…

I once found in what appeared to be cistern carved within a boulder, an owl’s wing,

One of God’s tricks is, similar to Michael Jordan, It sinks a three-pointer with 1.2 seconds left on the clock,

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,

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

Just leave the fucking flags at ha… Or half-staff. Or whatever it’s called. Just fucking leave them there.

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

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.

There is a stream of what could have been which flows on with the same rate and newness of what is.

A Sacred Site, to my mind, is the last place you’ll ever stan… Such a place reveals hypocrisy without shaming,

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

Tears tears do a walk-by unload the clip don’t know why now

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

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