drink from the dream cup welcome those ghosts of morning don’t fade out, sleep in

everyone’s eyes are filled with what could have been some girls are alone others accompanied by lovers all waiting for their names to be…

dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed

sobering up is a lot like waking up you don’t really remember your dre… but you know they were more exciti… than this

the old ghosts ask me “what have you done?” to which i say “i have played guitars, and even b… i have walked endless miles throug…

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

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

there she was again in my dreams last night perhaps it is faulty programming a virus or malware but for whatever reason

if you’ve show up to the poetry re… with no poems to read you better worry because you can’t go on stage with… so start looking for an exit

incredible love making will turn wolves into pups bears, cubs again and icy hearts melt to a puddle

i am the one most concerned with popularity found my way into castles to meet with kings and queens crashed parties with celebrities

(a) his job (b) his home (c) his girl (d) his mind (e) his life

disregarded flesh from abattoir to your plate feeding dominion

i am my own ghost i am haunted

as summer wanes a chill comes about the air darkness replaces sunlight and the leaf loses it’s grasp upon… it cannot be blamed for its fall