Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

I love the way you say that you Are drawn to my voice I love the tremble in your touch The steady of your choice I love the open hand you give

I like to watch... an ant traverse a grass forest a flower unfurl in moonlight a muskrat reap trifolium a leaf quiver in mid-day breeze

My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy

She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want

Shake your ass Make a pass And let’s get down to business I’ve never seen A better dream

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

Little girls and gay men Love them some Jonathan Can’t reciprocate Wish them a life great

When they say “Two wrongs don’t make a right.” What I hear is “Don’t confuse justice with spite.…

I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee

Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…

I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free

Walked a labyrinth And wrote a poem Then suddenly It all exploded

I feel like I could be the swan That you have set your sights upon I’ll give my all to reach the Sun And won’t stop ‘til our hearts are…