Year: 2009

A younger Michael, circa 1994 That whole situation – the buildup the note Everything about her – it was fake. She didn’t exist. A foreign exchange student embodied one of my many dreams. It always (more…)

He can get alot down But doubts his ability The tenacity to fight with his other thoughts & write these down…. while the others – all the others (STOP IT) like the skeletons pushing (more…)

Legs clasping red wine, Thing must be done before making love to these words again the ancient mistress infallible even when fucked, gone – out of it. A long time lover you come back to for (more…)

Very difficult – dark like the heart of fire Broken things falling through – I can feel it ebbing snapping – like the fire. No music is the way it was spoken – Natural. So hear the grind (more…)

Writers might not have the capability for sustainability this…. passionate fervour. Never stable – They can elate & strike awe. People hang on every word – & (more…)

A wide and softly alluring come hither cliche — I won’t do it — But it is there I’m sober, I’m not She’s not, closing at work… I’m forgetting something, again. or interrupting again. It is (more…)

It is early enough still to deal with these things in the night— the moment of mediocre distance and bating emotionaless time with fall decree by insanity & drunken madness. Sadness– (more…)

The carpet didn’t like the gin — the towel was thirsty for it– an hour later the towel sopping with saliva from this wanton mouth. (circa TBD)

She could have flung around rail cars. Torn apart huge men rigging ships— Palpable– confused, unmitigated anger What should have been said? With such flaccid love still there & we couldn’t drink & (more…)