the ever growing night hides the sight of your sleeping body and slide right in next to you and try my best to hold you tightly just an hour earlier so hard to hear above the screaming and left alone at 1 a.m. this futile gesture lost in dreaming…

the future is uncertain as certain people know the road behind as vague as the one before us certain singularities seem less certain every day the road less traveled once so clear has simply gone away check the compass, check the atlas, wish upon…

facedown far from only, every bit the proper gent feeling very tiny, kindly pass along a hand and please stifle the laughter as I crown the better man borrowing the gibberish, this continental drift line up the idiots and choose your tool…

I almost thought I knew it, so very close to space and time it almost makes me lose my mind 2 seconds closer to the, the moment fleeting thoughts are mine so far away, so close grasping, the memory, the secret, divine I never knew that someday…

hazy, green eyes, growing thinking harder than I can narrow down the choices, simply eliminate the obvious obsessions eliminate come together we'll see if it gets any better cause forever, is forever and ever staring at barely and missing beaming…

no I won't eat of the body, no I won't drink of the blood no I won't gather at the river, no I won't carry your burden no I won't bath in the glory, no I won't bath in the glory no I won't beg for forgiveness yes you will no I won't handle a serpent…

hey boy, the waters calm and glassy hey boy, the wind has died away hey boy, the sun is up and rising it's another, another perfect day hey boy, better grab your pail and shovel hey boy, and build your castle high hey boy, don't forget the moat…

afterdark midnight is approaching, the city still alive moaning and blinking and on into the night downtown, afterdark someone is reading, someone needs a light someone is hustling, and someone starts a fight downtown, afterdark a boy…

a boy named crow there has to be more to this than metaphors if i were you and you were lost without me this sadness is bigger than the truth and i could walk right through you driving towards my destiny my misery and purpose left, to exaggerate…

sumire she's in love with a woman, calls me at 3 am to tell me that and her French is getting better and she's dressing like a lady too bad it's wasted on a married woman, with no desire either way did you ever see anyone shot by a gun without…