(For when you are a man.) To my third child and second son, You may be the most inquisitive on… To answer the greatest of all conc… I love you more than fire burns.
Empathy fleets Like a fragile brown leaf Wisped away— By a harrowing breeze To the ground below
I love the way the sky defends the… The way the waves do break upon th… But when the clouds seep in to dis… My eyes begin to guide the tides o… My fingers twitch; I smell the he…
With plains so great; the sun coul… Sanctuary blackened by the moon’s… Where only the loneliest crows dev… Before the very first palace was b… There once was a man so betwixt th…
I’m gonna ghost ride this experime… straight into a wormhole. I don’t know where it leads and I almost don’t care— (I was raised on hide and seek,
As in The ice petals of an orchid challenging an entire glacier comprised of all that enchanted the very same seed from which
In a matter of reincarnation and scientific facts, My anima has been automated to trade an eye for an axe. The weary way in which I wallow
I can’t get stoned anymore without getting paranoid. It’s not the plant. It’s New Jersey. It’s having kids.
I deserve to be alive But I deserve to be alone, I trim the hair of God As if it were my own. It is not.
Someday I’m going to build a rope… and hang my thoughts in the attic. And sleep like a lightning bug smeared across a yellow wiffle-bal… Someday long after that,
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…
I have a canker sore from some dirty whore that I kissed before so long ago when I used to be pure.
You think? Real deep. Look again. Beware of bad synergy; Your friends are on the row—
Dreams are escape from the undergr… I overdose and write it down— Reality comes From all around; Look at this pretty flower I’ve f…
Six blue jays converge at the birc… To sing their anomalous colloquial… They fashion a serene scene as the… My mind so inclined to blindly sin… As I ponder their ways, in my mid…