Words
livea humble
i am sho my armz will fall wit fat & my chin will double wit a smile & my hair will turn gold befoe it...
Disassembled
4 wallsSurrounded and safe like a fly in a cupConfused and lost beyond wordsA hideous reminder of what we could be.Had we...
open book (start on page one, or anywhere?)
some days — if by days you mean libraries (i’m my own library) —i file myself under fiction;some days, anthologies
during regular...
A Last Cut
They were the last tomatoes of the season, harvested from the garden like the precious gems they were. The tomatoes were heirlooms....
Stories from the Marsh Land
Woven stories from the marsh land.A baptism of fire erupts in your eyes.A first day built of sweat and smoke and bomb...
big night out
bits & piecesof me slough offevery day slivers of sanityflecks of hopescraps of intellecti sweep them up & save themfor a rainy day
soon to depart
a summer wind and softly, now, the whisper of falland these shadows, like snakes they creep down my wall
and the...
Face The Dirt
I’m observing the frighteningdangerously changing era of anothertrembling foundation,the rapidly turning event unravel...
...
CONCRETE BOREDOM
My heart beats change to a speed I can’t endure.There is only one cure;return to a rustic life with nature,free from this...
This Small Skull Once Belonged
I have never felt connected to anything,
not even my own body. I am trying
to...
kindled, a fire no more to burn
and i can not be,
here, not tonight,
a dying vine,
these memories
