he lights one last flame home is where the burning is bed of devil’s rest

when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…

he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart

a man must find his way to live in the world a poet must find his way to let the world live

i wanted to vote but looking at the ballot i wondered “for what?”

dying to stay in tune they rattle eagerly to play one last song

i saw atrocity and deceit upon the… blood spilling down its jagged cli… tragedies unbound scaling the peak i tried to warn others not to climb this vicious monster

there once was a drop of water misplaced in the ocean that was meant for something more never belonging with other drops lost at sea

on a night back in 1998 at the 24 hour Happy Chef diner in Fort Dodge, Iowa when both of us were drunk and stoned

i have been trying to eat the moon the sun is too spicy and i do prefer a late dinner but the people i eat with are insa… and they vomit the stars

squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier

brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map

I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked

regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost

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