after a day surrounded by philisti… a not yet broken poet takes refuge in the familiar peace of desolatio… echoing quietly through two small… years ago this song came to him
he keeps it bottled for days like these vintage destinies rush toward the… breaths of dead fruits inhale deep… and he drowns himself in their req…
(a) his job (b) his home (c) his girl (d) his mind (e) his life
when governments fall the power goes out and civilization is in the shamble… of its own undoing Uncle Dan has plenty of survival…
let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face
sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul
our savings accounts cry out for m… but we only have so much to give coins jingling away in the pocket a few dirty fives in the wallet the shelves are in need of grocery
i kneel on two bad knees i clasp together two
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
short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
the next one in the holder on the… can barely contain itself one corner is already protruding hoping like hell that when she finishes her burrito
she passes a man but her scent is the full moon and a wolf follows
Charles with his typewriter and bottles a bluebird held hostage in his hea… all the women he wanted all the jobs he didn’t
