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

some nights I talk to them because i have no pets and i am alone i make promises “tomorrow we will go for a walk”

i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father

i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun

my body is not a temple it is more like a corner bar in Wisconsin kneeling

it opens with a violin slowly bowing its premeditated plo… stalker lurking in darkness waiting for a victim to stroll by the verse comes out quick

notebooks have been stacked in pre… filled with short stories bad drawings and of course

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

the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles

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

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 would be excited to hold it tickle its little belly and watch it laugh if it cried i would search enthusiastically

there will plenty of time to be si… when the abyss avalanches down upo… burying you deep into eternal abse… so raise your voice while you stil… because even if you can’t yell tom…

she always turns a light on when she thinks of me checks under the bed to see if i left behind a kiss