It looks like a poem at this distance, sure, but it looks like a poem with a bad haircut, given by someone in the midst
He wanders around his silent home, uneasy one might say, lonely as a… said one cleverer than he. Music, yes, that’s it, music, music and whiskey. No, no not yet.
There is solace in the bush, among… there is redemption laying on the… by the river as the troubles flow… There is peace to be found in the… of the mountains to the West.
rancid rantings/burning anger/stin… fear/hope—strobe—love/abhorrence—t… nihilism coffee/whiskey/cigarettes—no comfo… plans with no point/guns with no c…
The flower in the whisky bottle beckons me, kindly as a guru, a Buddha, a pink fleshed lover. I open the door behind the whisky…
Long since, a matter of mere weeks… I had turned my back on the satties with pills or bush,
When I saw your body cold I was cold with you. When you left I sought my own kind and found none
The smoking, crackling and burning of recent times, the destruction suggested by some to be the work of God in judgement, has been repl… now, with an answer to prayer, som…
My alternative mother kept pace only with Jesus. With a generosity of spirit —unmatched in my life— she adopted me into her family,
For years he kept her credit cards… and told her what to say and do. Lately he’d started to hit her, and then he smashed her cheek. The coppers came and took him
Sleep hovers over me, lingering at the ceiling with dark whispers. I reach out with my mind, my restless body
Fay Zwicky wrote in her journal o… “I see the poet as a seismograph o… I had considered more arcane expre… over the years, such as the poet a… but I rather prefer to think of my…
I have grieved the growing power, the vanishing grace, the stateless state, of the victims of bombs. I have mourned at the empty hole,
After an incendiary time when deaths and injuries have bee… so regular as to be almost unremar… after such a time as that the total possessions of a good nu…
Sly the Sullen Troll sat by the d… that was his bed, under the bridge… and sighed. He stared at his lonel… since he was alone with no friends… since they left when he took a lov…