Neon (2015)

beneath shorting starlight,we’ve created our own language from the cadence of shattered hopes and squandered dreams. and I just want to touch you,but when was the last time you existedfingers curled in my hairbreath            less and wild?

Narrative;Lye;Krypton (2015)

People are telling their engagement stories;I’m gonna lie to you for a while.                (Stephen, I can’t accept this, you didn’t complete the assignment.)And the planets all looked west,and Superman 2 flew down from the sky    (the special edition steel-book Blu-Ray edition, just $59.99)using it’s great strength the push the world counter-clockwise    {not …

Narcissus (2014)

I wrote you a novel once,though, I haven’t read it. ‘n I chant your name endlessly,infinite dirges in the dark,but, I don’t have the meanin’. when I was little,I would thumb my dad’s Rosary,starin’ up at our lone steel Crucifix.‘n those same curves come to mind–                                       …

My Desires (2013)

I want so badly—For some random contact in the night,To be the thing that drives me forward. But that isn’t fair to you.I should be the reason I go on,Not you, That’s too much pressure on you,Beautiful wonderful you. I’m just tired of doing this shit alone,Of dealing with this shit alone.

More poetry facts: (2014)

Uh, most poets have faces? Look, I didn’t sign on to make more of these. I just… you liked them so much, so I wanted to make more. I didn’t. Instead I wrote an awesome story where this Bear discovers he’s a reincarnation of Hunter S. Thompson and goes to re-infiltrate the Hells Angels, only …

moon-chant-rythms (2013)

Nightmare dancing moon-chant-rythms,nonsense syllables assembled from lies and greeting cards and bone-set longing.    We’ve got some Cherokee, don’t we?    [it’s Navajo]    No, it’s Navajo and something else, it’s Cherokee isn’t it?    [no, I think it’s Chickasaw]if I let my fraction drops of native blood lead me nation-side,they’d look at me like sorrow eyed parents     …

Millennial (2013)

They call me Millennial; Look at at me,Suit ‘n tie ‘n resume,“I’m sorry, we’re not hiring at this time,but we’ll keep your application on hand.” “So you’ve got a bachelor’s degree?”“No, but I’ve got ninety plus credit hours”And I’ve got somethin’ akin to a hundred thousand in debt–    to those hours alone. I’m twenty two …