now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too

i drifted onto your shore a withered vessel the skeleton of a ship torn sails draped over masts like dead bodies

droopy dark circles around the eye… brown eyes sad eyes sometimes he pees on the floor they rub his nose in it

she dances like a fool at the idio… gracelessly fueled by cocktails and

i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems

altar of vodka haloed cocktail, angel blood she prays 80 proof

misgivings of tide familiar qualm of the sea home where we are lost

dying of cancer saying her prayers they came to bathe her she asked if would hold her Rosary… “of course”

after nineteen years she thinks of him as a fart something to air out

visceral were the nights we stood… each of us armed with an instrumen… and hearts that beat like tempos we put on a show but we weren’t put-ons

i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too

walking down the path that leads t… from 15th street i pass the same pothole that was t… twenty-two years ago as black and as deep as it was