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...

the sky looked like the workof an artistwho has never onceseen a skynever once let his eyes wander upto the nightand feel that quiet pullof distancenever once watched daylightspill over the edgeof the worldnever once stood beneath eveninwhile colorburned...

(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...

WaterIt is so nice to sitBy te waterI could sleep here nowAnd wait for theArrival of the nightI will not drink this waterBecause it is dirtyI love to see the wild flowersI will not take themI will leave where...