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Bombshell Bursting (rewrite of an old poem) () I am enamored with your beautiful deception. From across the shiny deadwood, I watch you spin clich..

there's no shortage of great human ideas; but we are all out of great humans.

watch the mad puppeteers fumble,the stonehearted button-pushers at their dark daily duties; authority disintegrating betwixt their bloodstained p..

I am electric with the jut of your soft white hipbones. talk to me about sweetness and madness between your carnival songs of laughter. outsi..

words are wingless flies. watch them fall on the page and flop about wildly. meanings are implied at best; force fed at worst. ball-faced ..

last year the carnivorous lilies won. the habitual picking of itchy scabs. hallelujah! all birdsong and goose down, ticklish spirit squirms the fle..

one final furious flicker 1 surface swelters glows orange with hatred charring nerve-endings pupils project hellfire war teeth bared humanity..

Just trying to make myself write through the fog. Love it or shove it.

when I smile at the cat, it hides. I have also been tortured by whimsical sociopaths, our deformities seem to match. guess I’ll give th..

the moon was a half-crooked smile on that awkward July night we sat in a dead green El Camino smoking lively hash she told me that she once d..