Time Machine – cereal after sex

Money is a rebellion against liberty and angels with arrows mingle on the edge of space No one cares where… Read more.

The Portal

I am rich in pain and confusion at times. I glance over at the glossy blue plate where the crumbs… Read more.

It’s a cold, gray morning And time is moving much too fast Like a raging bull let loose from its… Read more.

Dispatch from Idaho: There’s a horse who stands in a field out in the country by where I live. A… Read more.

Sun on crinkled golden leaves The grass is lemon-yellow The sky is pure blue I can’t believe it is November… Read more.

I had deviled the salads for far too long when the clock struck negative one. A perplexing complex of half… Read more.

I want to wake up to a fire Out there, in those champagne skies Where my impending death Is but… Read more.

There are faces in the cold Staring back through the snow Heart blood love letters tracing the stars of space… Read more.

She could fill the entire house with crap, and I was expected to keep my mouth shut. That’s how it… Read more.

I sat on the corner of Hectic Street and Blasphemy Lane, waiting, swamped in the neon gasses of Hotel Hectic… Read more.

That’s what we need A head on a spike In times like these Of unchecked greed And deprivation of need… Read more.

What is wrong with me, I wonder. There is this desert of thought. Dry sand blown by the wind tossed… Read more.