i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun
i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father
stuck out on a ledge with no stairs no ladder and no one to catch me
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
when the neighbors would bang on t… screaming through them telling him to stop for the love of god it is three in the morning
this dinosaur has shared so much o… pain worry and confusion the idleness of evolution
he looks off into the distance as if god exists waiting beyond the winds with some kind of answer he looks on dating sites
i can smell a clue about as well as a rock and if you’re waiting for me under a rock
Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,
i thought that god was playing hide and go seek with me but it was just
a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live
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
walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu
i don’t believe anything i read unless it’s a poem
dreams need their distance she learned from burnt fingertips do not touch the stars
