Cold in winter’s granite gloom The plaza in San Marco Square, Where pigeons wait with heavy care And lovers stroll in common fare. Where clinging…
Leave a CommentCold in winter’s granite gloom The plaza in San Marco Square, Where pigeons wait with heavy care And lovers stroll in common fare. Where clinging…
Leave a CommentSome relate their lives to us in pictures I prefer to tell my life in words Most draw upon the visions the images display I…
4 CommentsQuieter than a hurricane, quieter than economic depressions, quieter even than quiet pain, yielding no gun, blasting no bombs, having no outline, no face, no…
Leave a CommentToo much sleep, too little sleep. Too much medication, too little medication. Trouble reaching station, trouble maintaining station. Why do I try?…
Leave a CommentI want to feel you within me and not breath anymore for breathing causes me anguish anguish of not having you by my side my…
3 Commentsyosemite, yosemite!!! when the sirens go off with a bang, let the trumpets reighn an then comes the rein, ferror of beings, king collossal!!! so…
Leave a CommentShe calls you up and speaks your name you change your plans like that Now you’ll never get through what you started to do Intentions…
Leave a CommentRejection is a wound nobody is immune to Its taste is sour and bitter It makes your gums bleed Rejection is always by your side…
2 Commentslights on moving legs, stretching muscle heartbeats increase, blood rushes many toes tip the floor tapping noises voices, talking and singing nervous men, wrestling with…
1 CommentMorning glory season’s end Future days into time Mums last color brighter looks In the presences of autumn light. Turning yellows shed their leaving…
Leave a CommentHer frail memory lay within the lost & found of my dreams Inconsistent appearances cloaked with alzheimer coated venom Destined to fade upon the undying…
5 CommentsWhen you think of me I hope you remember the salt. The picture you see may need some enhancements, its up to you to…
1 Commentin the lonely hours in the sober single fix time speaks to you a rattling cancerous hiss no preoccupation exists in the lonely hours…
4 CommentsI don’t suck on sadness as if it’s a big blue tit he said peering at me over his glasses I just want to put…
3 CommentsThis is America The melting pot We are feeling the fear of being intellectually defeated. When our perspectives are weakened, all the critiqueing feels, for…
Leave a CommentI take a deep breath I smell the scent of spring in the air It is the scent of the golden sun It holds me…
Leave a CommentIt is a treatise or the bible or zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance or a sonnet or a politician’s speech a car ad…
3 CommentsYour soul’s been burned by the men before him They’ve taken your heart and crushed it in their hands Letting the blood drip between their…
Leave a Commentwhen your senses of self come after being born for some its difficult to escape from feeling forlorn we make a dream within the emptiness…
1 Comment„La vie vaut-elle d’être venue L’amour vaut-il qu’on soit cocu Je pose ces deux questions Auxquelles personne ne répond“ Boris Vian she has colorful scarves…
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