The voice of the Devil pretending to be God. ...
foot after foot stopping to evolve bare and breast- deep into...
The thunder machine is set like a mouse trap, coiled in...
I was spoiled, stuck up. I was embarrassed because I talked...
You cry like the devil at pain. You cry like the...
Lentement, lentement, lentement, the old man says. That is how the...
It is May fair that brings your sun into my house,...
Dear father, you gave me this cruel gift that I give...
Being webbed in the face by some thug spider disgruntled over...
I sent my partner out before me to clear the way...
it doesn’t take a Husserl to connect her plots first you...
More poetry than can be lived, though God knows, he tries…...