 |
This is democracy at its purest:
When all the unvarnished, vile lunacies
Spewed by the want-mores--the undereducated,
Egocentric, me-above-all elec..
|
|
My weirding, wilding arrow
Pierces a dozen hearts a day,
But all are immune;
They have renounced passion
For quotidian qualms.
The escalators I r..
|
|
Soul of my youth reincarnated
Here in Hrvatska:
Dead seas uplifted
And carved as if bears--
Gargantuan bears--
Tore at the rocks with adamantine ..
|
|
Here at God's lake
It doesn't pay
To be too jaded.
After all, it isn't
The vertical drop
Or the thunder of falling
That counts;
It's how we got..
|
|
Congestion arises in the mind
And travels along the karmic pathways
To the stygian organs. Here,
On Lake Bonvivant in the Hooligan Alps,
The fourt..
|
|
Skirting the dream-teeming downtowns of sleep,
I glide along the peripheral wearyways,
Semi-conscious of incidents, limp-limbed and lusterless.
Thi..
|
40
next  last 
|
|
first
prev
Profile
Writing
Friends
Share This