slippery bars make it hard to hold… captive against your will always lathered in the sweat of es… you elude any sentence
i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun
visceral were the nights we stood… each of us armed with an instrumen… and hearts that beat like tempos we put on a show but we weren’t put-ons
to have this moment back years from now as i recollect on this poem on this night it’s insignificance shattered with…
the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here
a best friend to kings faith substitutes for justice god will keep us poor
in the final moments of dusk you r… a last grab at redemption to no possible avail toward a jury of stars and the judgement of the moon
so I am supposed to divulge enough… for someone to make an informed de… and certainly it is understood tha… for a while it’s the decorum of crazy
in all restaurants madness overwhelms the staff spirits break like plates
he staples a sign to a telephone p… hoping that anyone can help him find it winter is coming and he dreads the thought of it
the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you
streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots
squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier
when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly
if you alone hold me as i battle for last breat… if you alone bear the burden of the body left b… if there is no one else in the roo…
