some nights I talk to them because i have no pets and i am alone i make promises “tomorrow we will go for a walk”
there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men
he lights one last flame home is where the burning is bed of devil’s rest
regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost
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...
there will plenty of time to be si… when the abyss avalanches down upo… burying you deep into eternal abse… so raise your voice while you stil… because even if you can’t yell tom…
you took leave of Egypt for southwest Tennessee the African sun left for the warmth of Sun Record… i commend the move you made
man that lives to yearn sips at the tit of poison no will, but to die
every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her
isolated Sunday bicycle rides tend to compel long winded speeche… character dialogues from stories i… and plenty of l’esprit d’escalier i speak with the dead
when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly
drink from the dream cup welcome those ghosts of morning don’t fade out, sleep in
still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips
if the fairy spreads her thighs for the goblins finger the happy ending never comes even if she does
altar of vodka haloed cocktail, angel blood she prays 80 proof
