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Cold Night
I see him, maybe a 100 yds off, drunkenly moving from car to car checking to see if anyone left a door unlocked. Nope....
Face The Dirt
I’m observing the frighteningdangerously changing era of anothertrembling foundation,the rapidly turning event unravel...
it seems the...
Yours for the Taking
I keep myself busy long enough to not remember the time.
I keep track of minutes best in the mountainsfeeling them passing like a rhythm...
September Dawn
The swift and cold pre-autumn rain,
Will not, dear life, have come in vain.
The last burst of green life given
In dried beds of aged creeks...
Summer Time
I can’t think about summer enough.
The gooey melancholy warm inside me like
FAT Krinkle-Kut French Fries dipped in ketchup
In between pool games and juke box...
Instrument of Vibration
In reverie I drum with open handsall over my naked chest legs stomach,beating into this life a rhythm,percussing the guts beneath my skin...
my...
Another Black Floyd
George, I don’t know how many of us are herewho share your Texas lineof long chocolate bodieswho can dance on and off the courtwith...
When Hurricane Hearts Discuss Retrogrades
Roguish Mercury went on a wicked mission this round,
squared up with Pluto to shine racism in the limelight—
Black boy shot at for needing school...
Lost Highway Wondering
There is a line in the sun
As the crack in an egg
I am wandering the interstate
Walking on tired legs
With dreams as diesel gasoline
A glow...
baker’s daughter
before the sun is fully crested over the barns,
I pull the yellowy creams from the chest and let them soften into
mornings first familiar yawn.
Peeling...
