If I spoke from the heart and you could hear You could ride the sound Back to the beginning and see you who you are If I spoke from the heart, my tears would be a river Running to the sea Into an ocean of sweetest water If I spoke from the heart, my joyful […]
What is there in the end but forgiveness And forgiving one’s self. What is regret when we cannot go back To change anything done? We only move forward To more change, the slow breakdown Of the body, aging and death, There is that, of course, but The quicker one can do it the better: Live […]
These beasts snapping from all sides just before they ate me alive I sang a tune they fell asleep then dead except for one hatched in my head. I’ll tame it at home– but where is my staff of light where is the map I had in my sack– lost. I like Of Monsters & […]
Hell is an island In an endless sea. The sea is myself, The I-land is me.
Bedtime Prayer Soma, xanthan, vodka sweet Now I lay me down to sleep I pray that death will not come That would be pretty dumb To die alone without a friend Would be a bitter wasted end. But if I die before I wake I did my best for fuck sake […]
For Mary Leary The cracked world strangely abstract, crows eat the petals of morning Flowers panic in the window box Hummingbirds under the eave Xanax morning calm without peace I probably should meditate, but WTF—this works A gathering of thieves, friends looking for Xanax in the bathroom Invisible on the balcony Nicking my hash, drinking my […]