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
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
quick to lock ourselves in a prison cell of arrogance incarcerated by our own egos freedom can not happen until we reach through the bars
sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul
it is not often that i think of peace or of the soldier i believe war is inevitable
plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing
avoiding cocoons pride is the caterpillar that shuns butterflies
“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
we all trip over our own comfort and wherever we land is the lie we build a home on whatever love is we only do it when we have to
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...
Winds sweep through the branches,… Observe the satellite of my howlin… Lunar intoxicant swims deep into m… From man I am transformed.
after it blows out your last match it goes to a bar and laughs over whiskey telling the story of the look on y…
sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks
what she says has gravity a truth that pulls you closer to t… brings your feet to meet the earth… in your own shoes and see that the toe is starting t…
