Is it really so silly To think the stars may control our… That the heavens move both our sea… What then is god, to you? Is it your business
I’ve begun to notice Your names everywhere. One of you lives in that book on t… The other repeats in a song that… Over and over,
Finally, I howl. My fingers soaked in seven or so m… Of pent up lust, admiration and de… The scream comes from someplace de… I keep it going longer in order to…
It’s a fever in the night A black cone turned into a mirror… An incandescence you try to forget It’s the glittering fetid overwhel… To re-split the atom with an axe
Just us and the snow Speaking only in clouds of steam Like parched dragons We are the kings of this morning I can only hope to relive this mom…
Let’s Dance Until We’re Dead Let’s clap our bones together Snap thunder between our joints And shimmy to the funeral marches Let’s say to hell with all the
I want to hold you like a cigarett… You know, when you say you don’t r… Deny any desire to light a match And pretend like you don’t think o…
You are the rain hanging in the ai… Filling me with sap You are heavy like the thunder Rolling overhead rolling over, ove… When the heat just has to break
Generational wealth is the unfores… Totem pole of our time and date I have a dearth of good qualities Optimum language of the plummiest… More self control than dozens befo…
I feel homesickness the strongest When I am tired of striving Tired of wanting too much My nose so turned down to the very… That I want to crawl into the war…
Literally, hey! Why are there cinders spilling fro… Is there... like a switch? Shit. I tried to pick up my phone… I don’t think I can go to the bat…
Call me Apollo Whisper it into a landline receive… Wring your hands While considering the implications Of feminine control dressed
The kind of woman who walks naked… Covered in oil Who blows lavender smoke into lace And sleeps dressed in beads of lus… Who bends to dust your heart off
I heard the t-t-ticking We stood in our underwear Drinking juice glasses of tequila In Liz Taylor’s kitchen My baby face was thinning
The Eternal Pearl and His Maiden Invisible in the eye Of the two great lovers We do not warrant counting She, a fertile blushing blue
