Dec 6, 2013
Theres seemingly more than we can pronounce
and I fear the voices dampening
Imagin u were a social smoker
Archiving the habit
You gotta txt file with your sk8
and you gotta txt file with your real skate
The paranoia never left it
just chewed its way thru bed socks and boarded windows
Dec 4, 2013
Honeybee is the buzzword of the south.
Little bellies filled w sunshine that may or may not cure cancers
but harvest we must.
eating the pussies of little cats
and filling their young lungs with secondhand smoke.
Stare until u just get used to it
If u want to make it easy.
This is as much my calling as Dads deer painting
Kit Rogers rotting wooden swing.
Nov 27, 2013
Dear sister with brown jacket and brown teeth
i offered the hands I thought were wax for a reason
i hoped to write professionally
i sat you down in book signings
i watched my head snap to center
i slid down the drawbridge
i faced the edge to disappear
Please angel, accept this help
practice a belief in improvement
middle children are not only children
may u suspend our differences
win for mom and dad
stale hug from a scarecrow
Don’t promise what is outside
What God would make