infins agony
Damn this fucking heartache life. I am alone and I am not. They come fractured, and I don’t help– as much as I want, I can’t help, nor can I seem to turn away. Only twice have I been asked to stop writing about someone, about the person in my life, about the emotion, power, [...]
art appreciation
NYC did things to me no one else has been able to, in places of fantastic beauty and in wildly inappropriately public places. I have been known to get a thrill from cavorting in semi public locations, such as in cars on rainy side streets, darkened door ways, Starbucks bathrooms, the alley behind the Roxie, [...]
First Time, Third Man
Monty. I was just out of high school when I met him. He had this broken nose look, which is such a fucking turn on to me, dark brown brooding eyes. He was older, tough, poetic, Bukowski-esqe, had bar tabs all over town. Talked about art, music, he was a literary slut (so damn hot). [...]
miles between
someday it will all be smooth as Rhapsody someday it will all be different stand-up bass sounds off into the night back ground loneliness changes my mind I just wanna change my mind like so many times before I cannot look back track the lack of contact map the loss create a legend Northeast Southwest [...]
