Archived Poems

on a sojourn all along just never knew busy vast amount of debt owned by a financial institution life is fucking difficult when laughing appears impossible busy on a sojourn watching the leaf fall never new waiting for the rest

maybe there was more maybe not this is it this high rise apartment overlooking the sunrise  

did not go to harvard did not even go to grammar school mom gave me a dictionary said “here,go learn about words” a professional professor fuck you so i learned how to kick a can enter tomorrow

could not imagine being happier having waited surrounded by isolation hours spent days turning on the sink glass with ice in hand

thanks leon because without you none of this would have ever happened

imagine spending just one night with bullets and bombs exploding maybe even killing a friend

your sense of optimism is almost perverted

visited by angels and an assortment of drug addicts take that for my foot take that for my acid reflex just take that because i want to spend time talking with the angels

pope worthy telescope in hand guess i didn’t see you guess you weren’t standing over there it’s a long slow fucking lane filled with killers and people of higher learning university presidents and bank teller counting receipts bought a rubix cube never really figured it out 3 in a row  

dirt defined by ashes and lust between two apple trees.how jealousy developed,take a photograph. there was vinyl then used for cars and records.i love you because i heard it on the radio.didn’t really know why or when.it will happen while you are at the bar with your friends.pour that over some ice and please bring…