Simplicity offers true complexity.
Every day I indulge in the candied melancholy of our little world. I teethe with the shutter of my camera, and lick with the tongue of my language. I am a student, twenty years of age, seeking answers in the city of San Francisco.
I offer you my experience. I am not the rich man, nor do I intend to be. I live to make living a verb.



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Many nights are spent listening / to leather sidewalks, tongues / that creak to beckon and crease / from the corners of dry mouths / seeking lozenge nickles, dimes / to bring them closer to god / and …
I’ll trace letters in the sand where adolescent / backwash comes ashore and ships dump tanks / into a sea of bricks. Fingers drag through oil / spilling scriptures like men did before the tide …
Linen hangs from oldest columns, chipped / for souvenirs and engraved by pocket / knives, lonesome men cling in mornings / to the footings seeking warmth. antiquity / stands unknowingly dead, awaiting…
From a table set for two / in a restaurant on the Tahoe lakefront, / I find a single cup of coffee / and a camera are the only catering / to my rainy afternoon. I watch / an elderly man feeding gulls …
With hands upon my face I begin to find the distance / between fingers accustomed to sensations entwined with / delicate hands much smaller than mine, where / thumbs would massage one another in strol…
[i closed my eyes and typed what i was imagining.] i am sitting in a thin framed theatre chair and the armrests are taken by large bloated businessmen and they peck and grunt at the performance on …