I spoke with a cloudAnd what we discussed happened the very next dayAnd I found me around thirty threeEvaporated the very next dayLife’ll be funny that way I spoke with a cloudWhat was discussed was […]

Near a thousand pages and what to show?A million little pieces of I don’t know Someone bring me flowers, or things I likeA chunk of melon or a simple purple kite Encyclopedia of words, once […]

Burned torched burnedAll the lessons we have learnedWhat is leftWe forgot, now they’re forgottenBurned and torchedTorched and burned Wits like a hammer with a headacheLoyal, or a dog with treats?Feeding off white and heartbreakYou’re so […]

What to write what to writeEarly night early nightGo to school go to schoolAct a fool act a foolNights like this I’d like to fall asleep laterSleep a little laterFast forward to a little laterShorten […]

Made our way to LA for the music boxSober down the streetSaw history, signs, I’d heard storiesPawn shop, porn shop, church/museumPawn shop, porn shop, church/museumBoulevard stars lined cars lined up for nothingAnd walking, I fell […]

Nothing filled me up todayThen nothing left, it went awayNow I stand with way too muchNow I spin til out of touch Would you get meWould you speakUnderstandQuiet confusionWhat’s the planIs there one at allI […]

Swinging twine, it heads this wayBouncing fuzzIt comes today Crushing clay, forgets “exhaust”Rubber solesAnd double knots Humming, bobbingBy fire, burnt orange hat, sleeping bagIdentically timed to unwindIronically one of a kindIt sings show tunes, title […]

Cellophane skin and midnight hairShe took me for a spinShe spun me way out there Hollandaise eyes, a teaspoon stareShe brought me to a stopShe stopped me without care Left some done, we gotta goWe’ll […]

Black and whiteWhite on black and whiteWhite through black and whiteSinging Song and screenSinging songs on screenSinging songs through screensRecalling Sinking synth standingStaring, glaring past glossEagle-eye goat’s eye spring magazineStaring, singing, sinkingArpeggiation balladNominations called sad […]

To be on skisSo suddenlyCatching the subtle grey To be that freeCompletelySurfing a moonlit bank Stealing eveningTaking the long way to the lightFeeling evenedUp from the table to fight the fight To be the sunBright […]

Sleeping in the gold dustAlone does not mean lonelyTime above my handsBut lately, I don’t think it’s too late for anything Skating through the cityWhere young does not mean livelyTime sits on youth’s handsBut lately, […]