Hit The Road
bring me a motorcycle a Paris/Dakar! i won’t disappoint thee for i will motor and motor far. i will catch …
Category Archives: Poetry
The Last Hand You Hold
Sometimes I’m aware mine could be the last hand you hold. my ability to stay for death is strange. whoever …
The Sky Has No Limit
“Wearing overall’s and for once and for all What is the dream?” I’ve had The Clash‘s Red Angel Dragnet stuck …
A Fine Wakeup Call
the fluttering of your eyelashes upon my neck gently tickles me awake your head resting on my shoulder
Wave Of Anxiety
Anxiety presses against my chest like Jack Lalanne on a cinderblock balancing on his fingertip crushing all the air from …
Dindrane’s Pleasant Watery Grave
I saw a watery apparition in the distance so became one. as a ghostly form i floated on the water as …
The Tantrum
I won’t have that tantrum in front of you. I will scream, cry and stomp my feet in private. then …
Who Is That?
the newspaper stand at the end of the block looked like a man in a suit coming my way. the …
Totalisator Of Tables
first couches held the room my brother screaming each time his hip bashed a corner yelling at the object as …
We Took The Old Road
5 or 5 thousand miles are between us. bodies, books, buildings, circles and hobbies prevent our meeting but illusion and …
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