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?
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No it’s cool, I like it. (2013)
I’m making love to a whiskey bottle,And flirting with a man in front of me,And I don’t know what’s cheating on who. And I’m pretty sure I’m just as much of a man,Even if I want him fucking me. I can still take it,And be manlier than you’ll ever know. Pitcher,Catcher,It’s all a damn fun …
Moses in a red Charger (2014)
Dappled sunlight drifting through the trees,and the hard wood of this desk underneath me,what must, what must God think lookin’ down? ain’t no Noah built ark, far as I know, though me and Tom got paired off anyhow. But who’d he want to drown out, …
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.
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– …
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 …
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 …
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 …
Moby Dick (2013)
Behind the Door: 1. replaced a typo “on and one” 2. Added indentations to link ideas together, whale and inscrutable. 3. Refused to reblog, mostly to avoid spamming people’s dash. Melville’s got that peg-leg bent again,Going on and on about the inscrutable,And I’m certain it’s just as like he’s talking up Hawthorne. California hills in …
Man To Himself in C (2015)
buttercup, hey little cutie,she’s wantin’ you, ain’t she?got them fuck me, fuck me shakes,to every step she’s takin’,‘n you know I ain’t makin’–this up. you know, kid,how could you not see,them black hole pupils,those lick-kiss lips. So what fuck-ass reason’s got you all lill-livered ‘n yella?what ‘n the hell’s got you brake-broke ‘n standin’? …
