I’ve got more gain than game going,but it’s fun,just fun,for the fun of it. I don’t miss sex (I do, but it’s beside the point; something I can deal with),I miss the intimates of when we used to cook together,of long nights talking about nothing of importance,and being irresponsible. There’s no hookup that can 100% …
Post Type Archives: Poems
Untitled #698 (2014)
If I were a paid poet,I want to travel across the country every couple of weeks.It’s a waste of fuel, but you spend so much time runnin’,you lose yourself to that need for tomorrow’s horizon,that need to hear that highway song,those too-bright days in the middle of nowhere. If I could drive the oceans, I’d …
Untitled #697 (2014)
I knew this artist in college,‘n it ain’t that big a deal,ain’t a soul who don’t know an artist in college,whether it’s the artist or the story-teller,but I knew this artist. ‘n she hated to make art,but when she did, she did, she did. She told me once, she didn’t feel like the going was …
Untitled #696 (2014)
If you have sent me a message recently, I apologize. My inbox is a blank blue void. A vast space of non-existence. So, I didn’t get your message.
Untitled #695 (2014)
Sometimes he moved like might,other times he was not but a big butt. It’s hard to accept him as graceful and aloof,when he’s shaking what he’s got. That’s not to say stop,by all means…
Untitled #694 (2014)
because I like it, and the late-night on a Friday is hardly an optimal time to share.
Untitled #693 (2014)
I tried, it only worked as an image. The cropping is horrible, but…
Untitled #692 (2014)
I’ve got memories of women like you,‘n it ain’t, it ain’t, it ain’t at all the same,but I’ve got memories of women like you– –in scenes best described in private(s.)the one women, really,wish I’d loved her, —-which is another mark ‘gainst you, not that any of that’s …
Untitled #690 (2014)
poet woke up,alone. writes type-written want ad,poet seeking part-time muse. time snaps and the sunset whispers on,no one answers the call. everyone’s answered the call, but not a soul, not a soul, …
Untitled #689 (2014)
I’ve always wanted to be intimidating to talk to,to leave that lasting impression of authority my father did. even if it was all bluster ‘n bluffs, someone worth taking a second to craft a response,but I also like to think I’m fun to talk to,‘n …
