Oh, Marcia, I want your long blonde beauty to be taught in high school, so kids will learn that God lives like music in the skin

A trout-colored wind blows through my eyes, through my finger… and I remember how the trout used to hide from the dinosaurs when they came to drink at the riv…

Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two trans… before discovering

If I were to live my life in catfish forms in scaffolds of skin and whiskers at the bottom of a pond and you were to come by

We stopped at perfect days and got out of the car. The wind glanced at her hair. It was as simple as that. I turned to say something—

THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th… lake promised us eternity, but the… thousands of silly minnows, swimmi…

THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by littl… too close together. The creek was… booths in a row with high Victoria… taken off and all the backs of the…

ZAP! unlaid / 20 days

SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Tr… took the baby and went down there… watering the cover with big revolv…

Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.

Less time than it takes to say it,… of everything, there you have it.… as my fingers and some others; I’v… were willing to accpet them. I’ve… longer know what to think of suici…

It’s night

The sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. I’ve never had it done so gently b… You have put a circle of castles around my penis and you swirl them

Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair