the darker the room the more I needed her she was scented with tobacco and cedar
he looks off into the distance as if god exists waiting beyond the winds with some kind of answer he looks on dating sites
man that lives to yearn sips at the tit of poison no will, but to die
she passes a man but her scent is the full moon and a wolf follows
coiled in a moment of wonder to ponder the venom of his existen… remembering every instance that he prepared himself to strike with no recollection of hatching
an illness so cold he sees flames as medicine and treats his disease
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
submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
droopy dark circles around the eye… brown eyes sad eyes sometimes he pees on the floor they rub his nose in it
i think about her at least once every day i think about all the different st… that i could take to get to her ho…
sometimes a vampire wants to see t… but people of the village keep his… chained shut with garlic they wear crosses around their nec… so that if he ever does get out
“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped
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
