Mentally choking on paranoid cover… No matter where I am, everything… The corners leap out—one after ano… Trapping the resolve in its reckon… Unfolding like slabs of sidewalk b…

Oh, to dance with that morning jes… Fumbling through scenes Of disintegrating dreams, Until we arrive at a little bridge… Stopping for a moment.

Obfuscating in an empyrean cumulon… Contiguous with some rakish air wo… Fed wild through actuality; leavin… For immunity to the gods, frames…

In the spirit of dire news he’s holed his old souls! Walking so hard and so long through the coals. But you cannot master fire

I like words that spin and glide and slide like vernacular helicopter waterfall rides. A typhoon surprise

Falling off the bottom of your bli… unkempt and lost like a fart in th… crucifying the dip clinging to you… kids hang their cellphone bills on… Your fridge is covered in crappy a…

Assorted spine bones and a hundred pieces of cartilage and rivets—suspended in the thickest darkest purplest jello. Encased in a leather tube; more like trapped. Grinding and crackling ...

With the laugh of madness For the love of God We bathe in sadness A delicate facade A carnal spell

I am going to dig your grave in time and someone else will be digging mine— Mortality is

Sinking yet rising with mighty suspension impeccable snowflake of

the animals and bugs are my though… crawling and sliding and writhing, running and screaming everywhere in every direction—wherever they w… all at once.

As long as You don’t know What you did, You’ll get away.

I pledge allegiance to nothing. This rag couldn’t keep me warm, I’ll rip it in strips Make thick knuckle grips, Be the truest truant in the storm.