Swaddle yourself within that multicolored flag;
Ignore the moral destitute, with their cries of exaultation.

What misery has befallen us, dear Geraldine?

When a child is heralded as a man;
Nursing Madonna is an affront to the public;
And men renounce their very eros.

Is it some strange miasma that grips the very foundation of what it means to ( Read more... )

I was once told that the best way to cure a hangover
was to lock myself into a room with no windows
to turn off any source of light
and to listen to myself breathe.if patience weren't a virtue it would surely be a sin ( Read more... )

life is much like a broken ankle
wobbling every which way

slowly turning up the dim-switch lights

pack up your over-ripe musings
you're much too old for these

while we slip through the cracks together
hold fast your warranties and truth

a dogma can only take you so far if you allow it
the rest is luck.

will they do to me
what they've done to you
when they get their grubby hands
all on skin, bone and blood

like calls through midnight
wailing through darkness
trading timepieces for signposts
just another venue to book

where are they now
getting harder to breathe
it's catching up to me
IN'NIN'IT?

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baby you're a
plate glass window
just waiting
to be smashed

to bits.

Failure, you jolly vagabond
upon what couch shall you lay

Misery, you promiscuous whore
who will be your next partnerSay there is a poker game ( Read more... )

smash you up like solidaritywill you please
turn that racket
down, we're trying
to save a fewturned
a dial a switch a button
you're everything you wish for
he only sees reflections
will they ask you questions
misdirection, don't you worry
hidden in the darkest places
that nobody would ever dare
to look.

when you take the pain
of yesterday
and write it down to read

in handwriting that is only
known to you

given weeks, or months, or years

you may be surprised
with an attempt to read

that perhaps when written
those terrible feelings

were practically illegible
anyway.