always |
always Category: Writing and Poetry
the importantthingisthe obviousthingthatnobodyissaying
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Posted by on Mon, 23 Oct 2006 17:24:00 GMT |
last seat at the end |
last seat at the end Category: Writing and Poetry
I was always studying the wood of thebar, the grains, the scratches, thecigarette burns.there was something there but Icouldn't quite figure wha...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Oct 2006 17:13:00 GMT |
here we go again |
here we go again Category: Writing and Poetry
it's stupid, I know, but I have anability to feel happy for little or no reason,it's not a great elation, it'smore like a steadywarmth-something like a ...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 05:58:00 GMT |
the tragedy of the leaves |
the tragedy of the leaves Category: Writing and Poetry
I awakened to dryness and the ferns were dead,the potted plants yellow as corn;my woman was goneand the empty bot...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 18:12:00 GMT |
preparation |
preparation
you've got to burnstraight up and downand then maybe sidewisefor a whileand have your gutsscrambled by a bullyand the demonicladies,you've got to runalong the edge ofmadnessteetering,you...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 06:02:00 GMT |
no return address |
no return address
I am perishable and that's the bestpartas the snail crawls slowly underthe leaf,as the lady in the cafelaughs an ugly laugh,as France burns in purpletwilight.I am perish...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 23:02:00 GMT |
in the shadow of the rose |
in the shadow of the rose Category: Writing and Poetry
branching out, grubbing down,taking stairways down to hell,reestablishing the vanishingpoint, trying a differentbat, a different stance, alter-...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 16:17:00 GMT |
raw with love |
raw with love Category: Writing and Poetry
little dark girl withkind eyeswhen it comes time touse the knifeI won't flinch andI won't blameyou,as I drive along the shore aloneas the palms wave,the ugl...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Sep 2006 05:39:00 GMT |
the area of pause |
the area of pause Category: Writing and Poetry
you have to have it or the walls will closein.you have to give everything up, throw itaway, everything away.you have to look at what you loo...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Sep 2006 23:23:00 GMT |
hangovers |
hangovers Category: Writing and Poetry
I've probably had about more of themthan any person aliveand they haven't killed meyetbut some of those mornings feltawfully neardeath.as you know, the worst dr...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Sep 2006 18:39:00 GMT |
