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I could tell immediatelyFrom the downcast eyes and shuffling feetAnd the stench . . . Don't you ever take out the garbage, man?That this would not wor..
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1. Roll out the red carpet,Even though it's ratty and stained and full of holes,To welcome me into your heart;Then retract the offer,Over and over aga..
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It provokes the question:Am I the only sane sober sensible personIn this counterfeit grunge saloon?I'm tempted to leave. I should go homeAnd retreat t..
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All the gains I've made since MarchIn the friendship marketHave been erased--One case of cancer,One case of "too busy,"Two cases of . . . comment dit-..
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As I float further and further awayIn the limitless outer limbs of the void,I appreciate more the little thingsRooted close to my grimy, grounded heel..
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"You were so handsome way back when!"Way back when being . . . way back when.Good looks are deceiving, so often cementedIn a niche of age swiftly swep..
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I'm no one important--Just a simple soul,Sensitive, unobtrusive,Indivisibly invisible,Sensibly ridiculous,Obligingly indirect:A man who chooses to def..
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Love makes me sick,Or more precisely:Love has made me sick,Twice.And it's not love per se,But sexual slaverings,Which--if the other had been willing--..
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One in ten million; those are the oddsOf finding another in perfect alignment.I know this for sure from experience:I've been to the mill so many times..
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Who is left in this universe?Drunkards and liars and cheats and frauds,Cowards, abusers, and borderline loons--No one is left to please the gods.Appea..
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