Fire
I heave up another lungful of gulped down stars and margarita moon (behind: a guitar plinks and ripples and twangs, …
I heave up another lungful of gulped down stars and margarita moon (behind: a guitar plinks and ripples and twangs, …
View this post on Instagram 'Your Relationship' poetry reading with video. Missing my typewriter so knocked up a few shots …
You cling to my finger like a newborn.The same weight that clogged your engines and draggedyou down to drown now …
Machines liftyour hulking massweightless, O wingless angel slityou giveand give and give. You area huge and creakingoaken tankof red grape …
Great bronze bald head mawning like slow laze lion always tan from endless village loops delivering letters, bills and birthday …
12 frame running cycle. This took me about four hours to complete and I’m pretty happy with how it turned …
And here’s my old shirt, blue and green with busted holes two, three, no, four buttons blown away – bounced …
Beyond disappointment; I saw real fear in the tears of flashes of future cold as hands on bed-warm thighs; of …