no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something
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
dying to stay in tune they rattle eagerly to play one last song
peering into your eyes i am trying to understand you hoping to know you a little better with each glance when the world is mad
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise
every doughnut tastes like tauntin… classmates laughing and making jokes at your expense every slice of pizza reminds you
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…
in third grade i confessed to my c… i didn’t know who Joe Montana was because i didn’t watch football the boys were quick to emasculate… and i was ready to punch their lig…
stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone
Women were placed at the flames, accused of witchcraft, and the smoke of murder rose to the heavens. Man’s ignorant spirit bursting up to the gods, as if they didn’t already know how vi...
The ghosts will be waiting for me when I open the door, remove my work boots and grab a Diet Dr. Pepper from t… They will be snickering as I fill…
notebooks have been stacked in pre… filled with short stories bad drawings and of course
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
