Rapture
Say a little prayer for me. I’ll say a little prayer for you. You and I are nonbelievers, we will …
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The Comfort of My Addictions
And the wife says to me, “Ronnie, why do you let it all make you so blue?” Well, when I …
Birdsong
I remember its strange and mournful song. The blackbird sang its way into my heart. I mean to say it’s …
Pancho and Lefty
Living on the road my friend was gonna keep you free and clean. Now you wear your skin like iron, …
Poets
Awareness comes on like an atmosphere. A delicate mixture of humours and gas. It is the first inhalation beneath a …
Axioms
The homey axioms are happy endings going nowhere. Too shaken to grip the tree, they are peaches in a tempest. …
Close to the Center
By 3:30 the school is an empty husk. Children bundle home through the animated fog of their breath, full of …
I Drink for Love
I am caught between a primal scream and a love poem. I have written about my passion for a subatomic …
When Visions Are All That Remain
Louise holds a handful of rain and dares me to defy it. Louise takes my hand and dares me to …
Bookends by Dylan
My children will go as soon as they grow for there ain’t nothing here now to hold them. The sound …
