Monthly Archives: April 2017

Beautiful little girl full of vim and piss, conviction and coercion. You have your own diabolical ways and manipulative manner. I can see behind your deceitful eyes the devious workings of a damaged mind. I can see the dark gears … Continue reading →

I shot the sheriff before it was cool. I was masturbating before it was cool. I danced the Electric Nadelstern before it was cool. I had gay panic before it was cool. I was white privilege liberal guilt equal opportunity … Continue reading →

The last idea I had for a poem was really bad so I trashed it. I just up and deleted the concept because it wasn’t going anywhere good. I decided to abort. I killed my baby and I did it … Continue reading →

It was an accident I swear. I didn’t see it didn’t notice had no intention of desecrating slash demolishing your home in such a way. It was early and I wasn’t paying attention and I meant you no harm I … Continue reading →

Every dog has her day. Every square peg has its round hole and every monster has a town full of victims to call its very own. My thing, the thing I love most is the eight track tape. The size … Continue reading →

Upset as you are, you are not stuck. You have freedom in this thing and in all others. You can be free of this situation quite easily. Just leave. You’re not chained here. You’re not limited in any of the … Continue reading →

When you cheat at solitaire what have you won? What accomplishments can you claim when you practice to deceive your own fucking self? From all your lies just what have you earned? If you’re proud of yourself you haven’t thinking … Continue reading →

Knowing that the devil can quote scripture proves that logic needn’t prove a damned thing if citing quotes from a book of man claiming to be the book of God means anything at all. So let the geek poetry ring … Continue reading →

The white bike on the industrial strip collects its dust. No one passes. No one cares about the memorial to the biker lost beneath the vulcanized rubber of that fourteen wheeler. No one comes to see the blood of this … Continue reading →

John had no siblings. John lost his mother after his father left him. John left his wife and then left his wife and then left the woman with whom he left his wife. All the people are lonely. Look at … Continue reading →