streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots

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

tired of her obsessions insatiable outbursts of self dragging her around angst smothered mornings culminating into nightly carnivals…

i think about her at least once every day i think about all the different st… that i could take to get to her ho…

splendid bit of glee response of a mind tickled nothing like a laugh

tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight

i used to go to Gramma’s every Sunday evening we would order pizza watch whatever shows we could agree on

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”

i drag this carriage with a whip at my back slowly leading them to their destinations to their privileges

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

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

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...

panic is my dance partner and

heaven throw me out but i’m keeping the halo you should have no doubt i am ready for limbo so hold me