Memory Poem
It just slipped my mind. Things slip my mind a lot these days, a thought slip n slide. I suppose I can’t really blame them. My thoughts...
Crossroads at the Crosswalk
I. On one of those dreary Autumn days, rain collects in the asphalt. These canals will soon freeze split the ground beneath my feet...
Thrones of Whiskey and Piss
I. Whiskey Ship There is a frozen piss stain in the snow Beneath his hips and betwixt his haunches. Just a bum, who succumbed to the...