He’s the B6 from pineapple It’s so fucking sweet Curing everything….I want him to live forever but He sees what I am up against… a swarm of sycophants He’s etched on my neural pathways now… It stopped being his the first time that I tasted it… His outside is so hard to get into but He sees what … Continue reading The Unassailable King Ananas
I may not be able to get the world to listen to my heartbeats so I may never know the pleasure and pain of greatness but I can influence my family and I can continue to sing and I can extend my hand now and again to neighbors and beautify the space around me and … Continue reading The Risk
Tennis rackets, basketballs, hackysacks, & radios Checkerboards, the lottery, marbles and pianos These are the things that you play with sir These are the things that you can win I can’t be teased and not tamed, my dear I’m not just a recreational sin Like the sweat off of a hot pot I am a volcano when it rains It’s … Continue reading Mr. Reed or Hello, Frisky
A guy at work died. Desmond. He died Sunday Night, from what I heard. No more getting dressed or hair combing or teeth brushing. Permanent vacation mode. Everyone looks as if they are really bent out of shape about it at the office. I am actually just a little bit jealous. It’s Tuesday. No one … Continue reading 0005
Shame on me. It’s foolish, I know. It’s childish, ever so To close my eyes and see you Sitting on the hotel bed, propped up with pillows shirtless looking at me like you haven’t eaten in weeks. Girl, let it go, let it go It was nearly ten years ago shame on me. It’s silliness, … Continue reading This one time
Damn it. I logged in today at 7:59, 7:59, 7:59. No overtime, no overtime, no overtime. I gotta hit the streets at 4:59! 4:59-Hurry Up 4:59-Where are you 4:59-You take forever 4:59-Jesus Fucking Christ why isn’t it… 4:59? I’ve been staring at the clock since 8 AM 4:58, you’re killing me 4:59-Come on! How long … Continue reading 4:59 PM-Where art thou?
It’s 9:47 AM A post apocalyptic Friday Morning Intravenous coffee soothes The winter day is upon us The jury is out on everything Would not a log cabin in the woods suffice As respite for the weary working drones? What are the limits of man? How is it possible that we all share the same delusion? Weight … Continue reading The World was always ending
