on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots
tears glisten like distant stars unreachable galaxies alone in the quiet of space dead planets remind him of his gra…
there was a mouse that dreamed of being a wolf every feral feline throughout the… would quiver at the mention of him his mere howl at the moon
on a good day a poem is just a death threat to e… on a bad day it is a love letter
the Buk used to write about the va… hanging around the downtown Los A… looking around the library here on 8th & Rio Grande i think
you only get so many nights like t… where the streetlights become tiny… she picks you up at your place for… and introduces you to Joy Divisio… blacklight and 80's retro music
i began to tell a grim story of a puppy left alone beneath an overcast sky at first i saw a lost dog sad and without
i love music i know everyone does but i really do nothing can soothe me as much as
at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die
for all the good of the day she sought the places where youths did play a few kind words to say a light to make her darkness grey
every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her
sometimes a vampire wants to see t… but people of the village keep his… chained shut with garlic they wear crosses around their nec… so that if he ever does get out
the friction ridges on his fingers are different than most where there are usually arches there are the shapes of broken hea… and laughing faces
walking down the path that leads t… from 15th street i pass the same pothole that was t… twenty-two years ago as black and as deep as it was