The Star Child
It was always you, they sing, / Chanting beams of light / That rain from your mouth / as brilliant as star bursts
A Shaving Kit And A Box Of Rounds- Part 3
They shared a long moment and the sizzling and popping of the stove and the cigarette smoke and the aftermath of words that hung in the air…
A Shaving Kit And A Box Of Rounds- Part 2
They passed in the hall and their eyes locked and drew into each others, and they both, unblinking, made a secret, silent promise, those ma…
A Shaving Kit And A Box Of Rounds- Part 1
Freddy finished his cigarette by crushing it against his boot sole, walked over to Jimmy, put the pistol to the back of his head and fired.
I called her baby / and I meant it / if that ain’t love I don’t know what is
The Two Bit Poet
He had all the talent in the world / Its just he chose the wrong heroes
The Saturday Night Special
No one knows just how it happened / All the witnesses are dead / In the room just smoke and violence / All the walls were sprayed with red
Nothing A Shot Of Whiskey Wouldn’t Fix
The pavement is washed with blood and urine and vomit / And probably tears, but you can’t smell sorrow
Poetry of the Streets
And the moon and the stars and the thunderous whine / Reminiscent of a funeral procession for a dead God
Another Day at the Office
Violence is never the answer. It is the question, and the answer is yes. Violence solves everything.
I knew what it was before I looked. In fact I didn’t want to look. Truth is, I was scared to look.
The streets were crowded carousels / Long winding rollercoaster screams
The Prisoner Inside
Love wears an anklet / The murderer, a smile
Chaotic and Free
Mad omens and strange hallucinations / Compete for my attention
Goddess statues sing her praise / Lamplight cradled in their hands
As far as haunted houses go, this one’s up there.
Hungry (chapter 13)
I wake up in a puddle of blood. At this point I’m not sure if its mine or not. / When I look around me I am surrounded by bodies and for a …
Hungry (chapter 12)
The first thing I hear is Emily screaming. Its coming from behind the door, so at a guess, I’d say she’s found the priest. / I lumber up th…
Hungry (chapter 11)
I put my hand over her mouth. Don’t worry, I say, I won’t hurt you.
Dying, or something like it.
I’m tired of these slow moving hills / Coughs and splutters on the road home
hungry (chapter 10)
The pain in my stomach, the way it feels, it’s as if its eating itself. / I’ve been locked up here in the priest’s room for, what seems lik…
Hungry (chapter 8)
I’m banging on the door of the priest’s room and there is no answer. I’m pretty sure he is dead. I rattle the handle and its locked. From b…
Hungry (chapter 7)
The last of the Haley meat has just run out. The rest of her has been starting to decompose so we had to move our little campfire to the ot…
Hungry (chapter 6)
It’s a strange thing, eating someone you know. / We are all sitting around the fire, bellies full. All of us that is, except the priest. He…
Hungry (chapter 5)
“What you’re talking about is cannibalism.” / We are all looking at Haley’s body. The priest is wringing his hands, looking at us, his eyes…
Hungry (chapter 4)
One word to describe how we are all feeling would be, hungry. Another might be, hopeless. Still another might be, frightened. For me, perso…
Hungry (chapter 3)
It has been about three days since our food ran out. I only know this because I have rang the bell about six times. / Tony and Haley have …
Hungry (chapter 2)
In the encyclopedia, the term ‘Cabin Fever’ is listed as “a claustrophobic reaction that takes place when a person or group is isolated and…
Hungry (chapter 1)
For some of us, the worst is behind us. For others its only the beginning.
Wow, ain’t life a trip?
The Razor-Thin Moment
This is me dying. / In a moment it will all be over.
That’s How Lucky I Am
When I was young I had and accident, and it almost killed me. People told me how lucky I was.
Have you ever fallen in love with a word? / Spoken with a whispered charm
The Moment Your Heart Breaks
This is where time freezes. The calm before the bomb. In a moment your heart will break.
Now, as night peels back her eyelids / My dreams, unfulfilled / Seem like schoolyard bullies
5 Minutes til Midnight
I got high off her heroine kiss / And her lips, shackles / Enslaving me / Smooth and heavenly / Cursing me, saving me
My storm cloud eyes / Grey and swollen / Flash lightning
Desire eyes / seduction smile / then the world is a maelstrom / Leaving only you.
Children of the Stars
Cruel indigenous tortures / Creep sleepily / Through eerie shades of morning
Let me tell you about the tender goodbyes / Sounding like a long, heavy sigh
Its just like the time I was coming home, alone, walking that dark street. I was being watched for blocks, like now. Watched.
Despair, Love and Hard times
Let me tell you about despair / Nocturnal, batwing black / Smelling of cheap coffee and stale cigarettes
strange currents pull at my soul
Her kiss is smooth liquid ambrosia / And rolls across my lips
We missed the good drugs man, instead inhaling ghosts / Getting high on yesterday’s spirits
We, the lost
Tonight, we the lost, salute our dark and terrible tragedies we so adore
Close friends, vodka nights