Dusty Trumpets

Let me love you furiously like death loves the young and fire loves a tree. Let me take your hand and put it on the trigger. Let’s turn everything into just plain murder. Let’s give them all Hell for having birthed us. Let’s scream off the agony of being and beat down the cages just […]

Everything Becomes Nothing

We abate softly into nothingness into finality into the darkness beneath a great empty canvas and so on this certain passing I felt almost touched and almost momentarily elated if you will from the brooding vacuous maelstrom that has become most days it was somewhat like catching the whisper of an echo in a backroom […]

The Junkyard Dog Bleeds

My love of words is large and mean and my heart -it’s just a junkyard dog that growls at nothing and gnaws at old bones until they’re dust. I have become so much better since I’ve obtained a strong handle on the absurdity of myself but still there’s nothing easier than picking up a bottle […]

It Gets Harder To See The Way

It’s hard to see the stars from the gallows or a smile through tears. It’s hard to see rot beneath beauty hope beneath shame love beneath all that hate. It’s hard to see change at the end of a gun peace through the flames or God through all that pain. It’s hard not to bury […]

Falling For You

I’ve fallen for you and I’m still falling like out of a plane without a parachute or from a building without a net without a care without a worry without any concern at all it’s just so rare that sometimes it just feels good to let yourself fall to feel yourself falling and when I […]

Everything

Old habits hang like nooses brushing against my throat against my thoughts tightening across everything that I’ve become. I’m sorry that we fight like this but fighting is what everything has taught me to do. Sometimes I want to break down like an old car because of everything that has built up but Father would […]

Mom’s Not Going To Be Around Forever

She sounded good today strong vibrant in spirit not like last time when she was weak distant sick. Sometimes you don’t think that she’s going to get any better You called her from work because you had so many things to do and places to go after just like every damn day so you wanted […]