A Poem
Poem about drinking and not drinking episode Write something Now Music fills the air. Summer is hot. Someone else's children on a...
From the Whole
Making sense of the human world is a lonely exercise excised from the whole
Inspired
I never saw a conglomeration of such selfish Thirsty and shameless people
Insanity
Short stories are always fun because you get surprised, or not, but it doesn't carry on. Not like someone losing control and you do...
Intelligence
How I wish I could turn back time, texted Johnson, on the beach. Receiving the electronic message was Johnson's mistress, Ronda. She was...
Ageing
Born old somewhere one grows and never matures. A blessing in a body so disguised. As the shell withers what matters remains time flies...
Un train ralentit
Un train ralentit et à bord on fait la queue. Un homme adresse la femme derrière lui. Ma fille a quinze ans, elle est magnifique. Une...
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falling through the cracks is a gymnastic exercise it is an art it is not, there is very little (commercialized) art. and then you meet...
Behind the Wheel
Monica did not have an easy time relating to people So she started a business
Black and White
We were supposed to go to Disney World a mate once said to his old man. Get real the old man'd said. Things change was the lesson at hand...
cel phones
Does a string of bad luck and an honest handful of ingredients make one a poet? Well I don’t fucking know. Poems should probably not be...
holes in my head
sorrow burns holes in my head, like neon. fuck the fracture is not mending. she's looking at me - over the edge of my brain in a hole
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you've got money guns, a Hummer big tits a bigger house one would think it is my End. no no no oh, no no no it's not, no.
how
sometimes i worry… tick tock the clock rocks five six BOOM! she secluded me. in a test-tube a test-tube god dammit.
10 Days to Christmas
I was reading Bukowski today (I like reading him although I'm trying to work my way out of depression these days) and it's magic the way...