Born a young branch By society, . If you were to be coerced, It would oversee In the painted horizons The thousands of moanings Your belly felt of hunger, The correctness imbued from your parents’ eyes Drawing your fits into the fledgling.

How does this song go? I keep listening to it, and listening to it — the skates stabbing against the ice, the sound of crushed bones walloping the boards, the collective, syncopated breathing. Notre Dame, the college up here where I’m at, is perennially rated one of the top “jock” schools in America, and truly, […]

Honky-tonkin’ up the tin hill, You can slide down easily And you make a sound easily And there ain’t no point in doin’ it Other than your brother wants to

Thank you To whoever taught me to foster whole truths, Everything that’s there, And not just the pursuit of an activity. . As we stand firm So sure that we’re separate, Breezes are passing through us Too Bending our minds like ocean sails.

I sort of toggle between mindsets, One mindset where I think things can be easy, After I’ve tilled the field Of life And I’m still adrift in my time Amidst computers that sit stone faced To outlive the tao of Africa, . And when I’m battling in fisticuffs, To end up low down On the […]

A young man of his adages Cloaked in maxed fleetingness Approached me on the bridge’s overpass And inquired as to the dewey, Prostrate tinge my irises displayed, . And with some reluctance Before the torpid facets inherent to life, I told him I’d just seen a 17 year old virgin girl With wavy hair . […]

The deep things that mesmerize men Are a topic I think about a lot, . From taking in trees to Rembrandt’s “The Rich Man in His Office,” Who was rich, As we know, If only in spirit A carbon bomb of that which he beholds. . But no matter what flies your kite, What suits […]

Take away all names, and rat-a-tat-tat, there go all the problems. Who could have a venture for gain, without a name? Where would the gain go? All he’d have is moments, just understanding, if I’ve got enough gas in my car, I’ll give some to you, hope the ice age doesn’t come like they say […]

With the seeds of mice in mind And feeling the hot gray sun On my back, my neck like a strumpet, . I tune in, to What is left of my life, The dust between the cars Forming an apex of my harm That everybody must know, So many to the north With social security […]

It is from the sky That we learn abnormal truth, The passion of the heart’s hate To tell the utmost forthrightness To the aging, the un-psychedelic, . And then we go angry In bottomless quagmires To measure up to that ever fleeing image Which is only inside, anyway, And which we will become again, Subtracted, […]