there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men

short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water

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

Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.

coiled in a moment of wonder to ponder the venom of his existen… remembering every instance that he prepared himself to strike with no recollection of hatching

you drag a soul around in a body and some nights it’s a bag of bricks wondering if there’s anything left to dream for

i didn’t call her because i felt like being alone and celebratory sex wasn’t going t… to validate another year of suffer… another notch in the belt

a leaf hoped that the branch would be strong but they were both born from an ol… and those dying roots could only h… until there was no choice

i used to go to Gramma’s every Sunday evening we would order pizza watch whatever shows we could agree on

san francisco lesbian bitch pulls no punches tells you what it is

Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,

joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair

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

i dream of a world ruled by art where the letters that come in the mail are written in fingerpaints and tornado sirens sound off to th…