The blade becomes implausible to survivalsharpened against time's compressionmixed with dust and sorrowswaiting on my lust to seepthis blood shed at your doorsteptip of the bladetill it's deep insidebite my lip until you taste itthen leave me here to...

The MightyLooking down on the river            watching the current flow by            as though time had stopped                she didn't know why      ...

Some PeopleI have a friendA real carnival barkerUp on an old Hickory stumpSelling the oilTelling anyone who would listenHow wonderful it isStill there is the limited amountSo get your's fastTruth be toldThe big storm took itWashed him cleanOf everything...

(a long, mischievous, tea‑steeped fungal comedy) At precisely five o’clock,when humanity pretends it is refined,the cordyceps wakes inside the teapotstretching its spores like velvet curtainsin a Victorian house that should have collapsedsomewhere around 1892. It yawns.It crackles.It makes that unmistakable fungal...

Reminders of youI have good reminders of youMy stepdadI know that nothing will replace youNow that you been dadFor 30 yearsYes step dadI still miss you every dayAlso you wore very special to meYes I know that you are...