First, we must go to the edge of the world A place that can not be found by traveling a straight line. For to look down over the edge requires more than eyesight.
George Cassidy Payne
The Hour Cash Died
I found a corner in my girlfriend’s houseto crawl in and say goodbye.It’s nothing he would have done,but I wept without censorship.
Never Judge a Bourbon
By the memories of childhood Judge it by the way it makes you remember Being a childNever waste anything
Melon
somewherein the biofield farmhands announce you buttery blondeand sweet Mcintosh apple blushthey gather around your crib of turfand hail you the prince of the underground they revered you the well-rounded one
Proof
Beware of labelsthat claim to be handmade in small batches By humans, what isn’t?Is it good? Ask that instead.For God-sake is it any good?
Prince of the Underground
somewherein the biofield farmhands announce you buttery blondeand sweet McIntoshapple blush they gather around your crib of turf and hail you
Dad
He ate plain oatmeal every morning in the same leather chair that mom got him for Father’s Day in 88. One breakfast after finishing an orange grapefruit, I told him that I loved him just loud enough so he would not hear
Gemini Reflections
Is the kind of manwho feels as if he will be apprehendedby the holy ghost at any moment The kind of man who glimpses at himself20x a day in the mirrorjust to know he is there yet shrinks awaywhile shaving
I Am Not the Body
I am not even the mindI am not the bodyI am not the mindI am not the oceanBut I swim there
How Archimedes Proved Ideas
If all the pencils and pensin the world disappearedI would write your namein the ashes on the hearth.If all the paper burnedinto smoke and computerswent suddenly dark,I would scribble it in the bathin the suds of my oily skin.If the damp sands washed awaywith the tide, leaving the beach alone,I would go to the floor […]