human beings are animals and we should absolutely celebrate that when we are hungry
to reach for the pen only when you need it is a mistake you must reach for it everyday eventually it grows familiar with…
i don’t believe anything i read unless it’s a poem
dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed
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
he lights one last flame home is where the burning is bed of devil’s rest
he left behind a loving wife three children many close friends and the best damn dog this side of… sadly
she always turns a light on when she thinks of me checks under the bed to see if i left behind a kiss
i can smell a clue about as well as a rock and if you’re waiting for me under a rock
we are all worth more than the bread crumbs they throw u… minimum wages
elusive needle hides from him in a haystack like looking for home
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
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 walk as a storm two bolts of lightning in socks shoes laced with thunder
i began to tell a grim story of a puppy left alone beneath an overcast sky at first i saw a lost dog sad and without
