Wisconsin's sadistic caricature of December ( Read more... )

this is my first time writing prose. I would adore any comments and criticism on it. <3 -- I hate girls. I love their breasts and curves and the way they'll gasp when I slide my hand up their top, but they're all the same once they start to talk, no matter how much they insist they're something new and interesting. I shuffle around with my hands ( Read more... )

you found me lying on the sidewalk,
afraid to take my eyes off the stars
because I knew my dreams would be
pickpocketed the instant I did,

and you were a self-proclaimed
artist who talked through
acrylics instead of words,
and one day when you ran out
of canvas and wall room, 
you used me instead

and it just kind of stuck that way
until I retreated onto the ( Read more... )

grown-ups used to tell us to reach ( Read more... )

We're a couple of hippie zombies who
went to the last of the living and said "let's
make a pact" and got shotguns held
to our faces when we wished for
open arms.

We fled to dying radioactive land where
we coexisted with sympathetic decay,

but I didn't foresee the whimpering
tarantula I plucked from radioactive
rubble within our vacuum cleaner,

"just a spider ( Read more... )

I dream of livid winter days when
love is huddled in a sorry dark corner
and you can't have it for $40 an hour,

and the air is stiff like stone with
misty clouds of speechless breath plaguing it

and every murky soul is pure and drenched
in white and half dead from hypothermia,

all transformed into the same fool,
clinging to pain just to keep feeling

There's a blind guitarist across the street ( Read more... )

We're two snow-blind, left-behind
sparrows in the still of winter
when even the snowflakes shiver,

but your body's a furnace and your
breath is steam as I smolder
against you while the evergreens
reach toward us and the snowy
campfire ashes look on in envy.

And the trees will freeze alone
and all I can say about my
loyal furnace is "we just
got

while autumn turns green to gold ( Read more... )

You are summer ( Read more... )