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
early this morning fresh was the only way we could imagine ourselves soft to the teeth
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 does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere
sunlight makes love to the earth an orgasm of photosynthesis from the heat of their passion tulips are born
Winds sweep through the branches,… Observe the satellite of my howlin… Lunar intoxicant swims deep into m… From man I am transformed.
incredible love making will turn wolves into pups bears, cubs again and icy hearts melt to a puddle
i entered into my junior high poet… with such a sense of excitement to share the craft that i had disc… just a couple years earlier a craft that my gramma had
Deep in The Milky Way they will meet again. Reflections, and shadows. Never-ending satellites crashing into never-ending stars.
it is not just missing the good times slamdancing in a circle pit with your best buds at a rock show blacklit basement parties
every doughnut tastes like tauntin… classmates laughing and making jokes at your expense every slice of pizza reminds you
the darker the room the more I needed her she was scented with tobacco and cedar
right at that age where she is lea… like a cynical fox taking guarded… in the forest still looks for someone she doesn’… but knows it is because she believ…
i have been trying to eat the moon the sun is too spicy and i do prefer a late dinner but the people i eat with are insa… and they vomit the stars
my knee is there if i need to bend my leg my knee is not there for me to beg if you place an empty plate in fro…
