it is not often that i think of peace or of the soldier i believe war is inevitable

disregarded flesh from abattoir to your plate feeding dominion

You have found me smothered in a shadow. You have stumbled up a child; one whom carries storm clouds arou…

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…

broken headstones in a cemetery of… bacteria running rampant feeding off the bones of the dead decay cannot be undone time will always bring about the i…

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

i was 24 riding the Amtrak for the first ti… with a six hour layover in downtow… i left the station looking for a s… but before i found anything resemb…

so I am supposed to divulge enough… for someone to make an informed de… and certainly it is understood tha… for a while it’s the decorum of crazy

Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town

that is another man’s suicide if i kill myself there will be hookers

still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips

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

word traveled fast about the man with the crying ears sad with silence an absence of music left an absence in him

time reduced to ash all the clocks were made of fire burning each second