The elephant in the room sits politely and sips his tea, watching us with amusement We ignore him—as always—and make polite small talk And the elephant gets a little fatter the smaller we talk Your show, my show, the Mötley Crüe show or the current residency in Vegas Open mics, […]
Poetry
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I’ve been too cautious about giving off my scent, I think too cautious about avoiding the Scene instead of throwing gasoline on its funeral fire they still think I’m one of them Silly me. Absence makes my heart grow colder but they don’t notice. silence is assent, correct? Say nothing […]
All roads lead to them you say but the problem is they =/= you why don’t you just admit it live in it but I’m done with it this is my life: sleep to the south, noise to the north and in between guitars and the little bits I can […]
across the river faint strip of orange stretched out to curse St. Elmo tickle the back of my throat with all that’s not yet in reach
blue rubber skin constricts blocking toxins but does it keep them in or blot them out? a kingdom for a cure a kinship so procured akin to self-assurance self-importance self-examination lacking will to begin back to sleep
abuzz in silence come and spend a little time tell me some secrets and I’ll let you stay a while as danger passes for now
a moon left to go cradled in the eastern hills shaken and mixed up the game continues alike still early in the chess match
blood in the water thin twisting patterns and turns trace their way through revealing wormholes in haze and shortcuts through time and space
will it be the same move forward to the fire trial stretch reach and stand up jump another thin membrane nothing is ever the same
Capricorn has come will its promises be kept or fall by the side is it the sign or the man manifestation or mate
longest black night dreams strange shades huddle up for heat corners of shut eyes fires fed by discounted dreams that may yet rise again soon
silent December nothing to do with the night just hibernation or snow has frozen the hearts no word before daffodils
gloss black horn or hair silver mist escapes thin lips is this not your time insulating unseen pelt highland coded DNA