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Finding Summer’s Last Sun

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 29, 2015 by unsensible


October 31st can’t be too far away, if you’re a black cat…


Waiting for Trouble

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on August 23, 2015 by unsensible

If I stay here, trouble will find me…

3 A.M. Makeup

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , on August 22, 2015 by unsensible

In 3 A.M. makeup, sleep is a mercy
Before the final insult
Of abrupt, naked dawn

Keyhole peeker, private stars

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 18, 2015 by unsensible

I envy hacks, drunks, duds, and failures
Those with ardor and ambition
Hopeless dreamers and those who love the poisons in their lives

Too full on late-night caramel nicotine
I can’t stomach the morning
So, close my eyes to soothe the raw undersides of lids

I’m dreaming in Kodachrome, in my holiday PJs
Cracking pine needles, head under the tree
I’m squinting at pin lights, making private constellations

If fate calls my cell phone, i may just hit send

Till Morning

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on March 28, 2015 by unsensible

She beguiled in inquisitions that bore no truth
I discoursed in ciphers no one sought to solve

I fondly recall in our smoke-yellowed slice of discount heaven
Not a moment of truth disturbed our vaporous sleep

With love and regards to those who devour

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on January 26, 2015 by unsensible

In every gnash teeth, bullet vest narcissist
Anti-social, sociopath, tinpot, despot to the strong and infamous
Is the sneaking admiration of the legions sheep
With true love for their vulpine tormentors

In your bedroom and the boardroom
From the gleam of your blood on their chin
Spills the dreamy rictus grin of success
To stir the sanguine blood of the anemic do-gooders, one liners, and protest signers

In a world of pants down politicians and zero sum heroes
Nothing wins the bleeding heart like the iron-rich smell of success

Non-Compliant Patient

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 27, 2014 by unsensible

Romantic love’s curable pathology
Sucks in more lives annually
Than cancer, AIDs, and heart disease
Yet we fight immunity

The side effects of romance killing
Are more than common patient’s willing
And so the virus propagating
Slays with bold impunity

*You will be released this morning, Mr. Jones.

You’ll fall in love with a projection of your ego and relive unresolved notions till death do you in particles.

Have a good day and stop smoking, too.