It's a business, after all, all are quick to remind us. True dat, and the sun always rises in the east and sets in the west, and death and taxes...yup yup, we know. We get it.

We’ll just choke on all our shit

her knife cleaves a single red hair

Purple fades. Orange into a deeper blue...The deepest blue ever known.

A compliment is candy to the heartbroken, oxygen to a suffocating flame. The best hunter picks his prey carefully, selecting his line like an archer pulling an arrow from a quiver, quickly and efficiently, then flick! the line cuts through the air and…

The renegade states- Virginia, Georgia,/ Texas, and the rest- should have lost their names

In my choppings, I come across a tiny carrot amidst the baby carrots. The runt if you will.

And here’s a picture of you at the end of the line to the great toilet of fiction, waiting to relieve yourself, quick before the poetry gets to you. Or worse, the actual poets.

I used to be a poet, you know. / Better, in many respects, than you.

this little piggy

I One only I desire, no freedom binds or blinds.Not an icebox mind of fire, more than a myth that is a myth, …

so Tippi has no interest

Every six weeks or so, he and I would argue. I would argue. He would listen. He raised me twenty-five cents each time. I suppose that is a bad habit for me to have gotten into—to get pissed about rates and to fight to get a raise.

I got caught writing poems at the paint factory several times before they fired me I got caught in the middle of one of my best lines but can’t remember what I meant to say anymore, but I know, just know it was something real good,

Even mockingbirds are scarce;