When you’re high or drunk or both it fucks up your piss you think you’re done or don’t are you? You’re not sure but how long are you going to just stand there with your dick hanging out waiting to be seen maybe you want to be seen you dirty fuck so on that you […]
Sometimes our dogs eat better than us are better than us can be much more spiritually profound can show us the way. They are definitely happier far more expressive defiantly loyal unbreakable in friendship will die protecting you and can bring such joy into the hearts and minds of both young and old. But for […]
I almost feel like begging for the big grand knife or the slender shivering blade in these abundant alleyways filled with uncertain strangers with cartoon eyes and teeth yellowed from manic sweets (clowns, jugglers, thieves in sharp expensive suits) but all that they do is kill me with conversation until sleep gravity takes me down […]
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 […]
On the shoulders of the main road a procession of Mennonites mournfully advance. Black after black after black. They move along solemnly like a cluster of weary crows.
I kick an old flyer onto the road. The wind blows it right back. Debris has conquered the streets -trash unleashed from ice like artifacts- as across the lawns the mounds of snow have melted down to last November.
Some people are such empty vessels that it fills me with pain until I look away.
The man at the end of the table laughs at a joke I unintentionally made as I stick my fork into something that I cannot pronounce.
Burning bridges is good practice in bad thinking.
At times explaining to people what manners are is like trying to discuss politics with a vending machine.