Don't You Dare Take My Keys First, take the brown vase / take the one close to it too, the vase with oriental motifs
A Guide to Living and Dying on the Digital Frontier “Remind me again why you’re writing a burn piece about yourself.”
Poem After a Poetry Reading other title ideas included / Fear and Railing in New York / Getting Railed on a Hammock
Punk Poem viva la punk / viva el diablo / somewhere havin a laugh / they say god hates rock n roll / that’s ok because rock n roll hates god
No Good Deed Goes Unpunished The two detectives in front of me looked at each other, as if having a private conversation, and then back at me. The detective on the left, Detective Dowdy, leaned back in his seat and squinted. The disbelief in his eyes is clear.
Leaking At night I can feel my dreams crawl out and inject themselves into your side, I can feel the veins of the pillows pulsing through to each other.