Mouth of the Mine
The maw of the old mineshaft reminded meof the stove-in mouthof an end-of-the-line lush,left gaping there glistening by bored kids, …
The maw of the old mineshaft reminded meof the stove-in mouthof an end-of-the-line lush,left gaping there glistening by bored kids, …
I heave up another lungful of gulped down stars and margarita moon (behind: a guitar plinks and ripples and twangs, …
At that moment in the long grass, or weeds, or whatever they were – but long, long, two feet at …
View this post on Instagram 'Your Relationship' poetry reading with video. Missing my typewriter so knocked up a few shots …
I watch you working the body with a boxer’s predatory rhythm, ravaging that tin box like werewolf a fairytale maid, …
She took her things that lined the shelves, they left holes in the dust like buckshot in a stag’s flank. …
You cling to my finger like a newborn.The same weight that clogged your engines and draggedyou down to drown now …
By the seathe urge to screamdrains awaylike the tidefrom the rockpools. Of courseit will return againbut for now you can …
Machines liftyour hulking massweightless, O wingless angel slityou giveand give and give. You area huge and creakingoaken tankof red grape …
I know what you’re thinking. Poetry? What a goddamn snoozefest. You’re not wrong, but you’re in the right place . …
I knew it was wrong but the allure in the starling sky that spring evening was overpowering – the same …
Great bronze bald head mawning like slow laze lion always tan from endless village loops delivering letters, bills and birthday …
And here’s my old shirt, blue and green with busted holes two, three, no, four buttons blown away – bounced …
The leather brands the hands when you’re pleading with the reins atop a rush of boiling black your years thunder …
I seen it wink on the wet cold of the tracks I seen it smiling in slices of wheel I …
When I was a nipper I used to love to watch the rain rip across, along the car window as …
I knew even before I put it on that there would be strict segregation on the clothes horse; it would …