Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town
on a good day a poem is just a death threat to e… on a bad day it is a love letter
the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust
sunlight makes love to the earth an orgasm of photosynthesis from the heat of their passion tulips are born
drink from the dream cup welcome those ghosts of morning don’t fade out, sleep in
misgivings of tide familiar qualm of the sea home where we are lost
i was 24 riding the Amtrak for the first ti… with a six hour layover in downtow… i left the station looking for a s… but before i found anything resemb…
all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise
now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too
it was the hottest new spot on the east side of course and of course
a $5 footlong at Subway before a meeting on Thursday Burnin’ For You came on the speak… i wanted to call you
this dinosaur has shared so much o… pain worry and confusion the idleness of evolution
loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice
he speaks to me through early Alic… only with darkness does light shine and
i watch her lips purse around the top end of a cock… sucking up the last drops of a Can… setting the glass arm’s length awa… she lets the bartender see we need…