A trout-colored wind blows through my eyes, through my finger… and I remember how the trout used to hide from the dinosaurs when they came to drink at the riv…

There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds. There are windows

Oh, Marcia, I want your long blonde beauty to be taught in high school, so kids will learn that God lives like music in the skin

For Marcia

Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,

A girl in a green mini– skirt, not very pretty, walks down the street.

I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.

If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lo… their clothes together in a laundromat

Less time than it takes to say it,… of everything, there you have it.… as my fingers and some others; I’v… were willing to accpet them. I’ve… longer know what to think of suici…

We stopped at perfect days and got out of the car. The wind glanced at her hair. It was as simple as that. I turned to say something—

We left Little Redfish for Lake Josephus, traveling along the good names '€” from Stanley to Capehorn to Seafoam to the Rapid River, up Float Creek, past the Greyhound Mine and then to ...

I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid.

O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival

A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?

I don’t care how God-damn smart these guys are:     I’m bored. It’s been raining like hell all da… and there’s nothing to do.