16 May 2018
Coydogs
15 May 2018
Panthers
the sickly hours draw near I’ve been out on the prowl feasting with panthers and laying with the low life bleeds out from my promiscuous
regions my seed, the gift of our
benefactor was spilled on vulgar ground a menagerie of brightly polished fossils perched four and twenty deep on a blackened
bow each was perfectly honed to provide the keen edges a boy could
shred his soul on
there’s a laboratory in my mind where pornographic experimentations are
crudely coupled with shameful memories so I
make meat in wee small hours to feed the fire that burns in my loins ever the same incessant pounding of a
thousand heartbeats a tide of lovers float into memory people like us know what we’re doing people like us have rapacious hearts
3 May 2018
Puppets
I may exaggerate
from time to time
stretch the truth a little
for the sake of the narrative
but there’s no soup here
and no side story
what you see
you might not get
just ask Yo Yo and Psycho Sue
everybody knows my name
even if they can’t place the face
you dummied up nice
but you don’t listen so good
I don’t hold any papers
and I never did
back in the once upon a time
I gave the world a little distance
just enough space to think straight
I have demons to contend with
but I can stand their scrutiny
if they can stand mine
everyone is tyrannised by something
fear is the prime motivator
name that fear
and you name the man
.