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
where every man has gone before and i don’t think i’ll be too far… but still it’s too bad that we couldn’t make… it’s too bad that we ever fell fro…
we wait under a black umbrella beneath the branches of a silhouet… for clouds to be chased away by th… snarling jaws of light
time reduced to ash all the clocks were made of fire burning each second
sometimes the butterfly is afraid to leave the cocoon that its wings are too bright that it might be shunned by caterpillars
the fast foot of gloom quick through labyrinths of joy always catches up
i would never get my bar back so i went back waiting outside the entrance for m… to stop myself
his wife came in to the video store i work at today i knew who she was by the last name on her Oregon i.d…
with a heart that aches to say the… let them sled over my lips know the peace of their meaning it’s been a long time since i last… i miss saying them
i thought that god was playing hide and go seek with me but it was just
I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked
clear skies are the feathers with which the lesser gods tickle their twats and dicks sunshine is the gleam of a puckered asshole
the friction ridges on his fingers are different than most where there are usually arches there are the shapes of broken hea… and laughing faces
seven years ago almost home coming over the bridge from a show in The Windy City we hit the ice
we can wear the morning air like a jacket and move deep into those bright
