screaming at low volumes
jgtaylor nati was a half written poem, nina only got two, jody never got one, but she showed-up in a few. paula didn’t spark – erika sure was a muse, but together we were dynamite and a fuse. never knew just what to say always felt good anyway… the beginnings and the ends was all just … Read moreMuse Poems
i come from a place we used to call PissHole oddly, pronounced Paso, Non-sequitur was the password – dreams of riches, poverty stricken, i lost cars, but got chicken; fill that glass again! drinkin’ the finest Gin, all the cares of single mom’s taken care of they babies, I got out, get yours – maybies? … Read moreDer Ferdinand ist gstorbe
days gone & days past Drunken Oblivion never lasts… the permanent sadness will never pass. So I do things between things to do and this time of year i think about you why you went & did what you done… how I always wonder where it is I’m from… I’m as much from here as … Read morewishful thinking
Asexual lust, objectified politely… Can’t you just …? stand around nude a flower in the sun. Sway gently with the breeze or wine… Must you go, this time? and should desire creep over me, Pregnant Pauses will not deliver us a child!
The angst of Murder falls like dust to the floor, if the cause is worthy. The other day, I murdered perhaps 10’s perhaps 100’s – i didn’t even count the lives. i could have been building oil wells, pipelines, or refineries, so long as I believed the cause. But I was only moving manure. A … Read moreBioGarten
shall we write? he looks at me with his giant eyes, bigger than the sun at noon and the moon rising. dark black pupils, stretching out young arms, back bowed into upside down rainbows… “Fuck it, why not?” “What shall we write about”, I ask? he blinks his eyes slowly, a reminder that he is … Read moreCat Poems
here again, with nothing to say, nothing in my heart, a stranger in this strange land, immigrant of circumstance. cry out, oh lord, cry out! part the clouds and send your fury, for nothing remains in the ashes of creation – I set the flames to destroy your face, your tears of sunshine stir nothing … Read moreNothing Left To Say
hello beauty of the lowlands,flower of my homely gutter -i wonder how it is that you have gracedthis parched desert where no god has livedsince Humans rose to walk.i wonder at the scum that seeps out from my teeth,i wonder at the rage that simmers below my balls.what waste it is to have scum in … Read moreIt’s Too Hot To Drink
its a confusion inside my head, no reason anyone should live this way. it’s a confusion in my brain, got the sickness of 10,000 rains. it’s a fog that folds me inside, it’s a rusty knife – there’s a bad face on the wall, can’t see so well, i just fall. ain’t no winners, ain’t … Read moregetting better
i’ve a friend of some years who cries into pillows when no one is looking and wishes for an escape route out of the fire of burning tobacco fields. a good and decent person, she cleans and does laundry and loves like a mountain watching its valley as she prepares simple fare. she wants for … Read moreUntitled