poetry
Like A Church-Fart
 I am held up, one well-trained Misery guiding my vibrating Frame from one dingy light ...
Untended Skillet
Near your house I saw clean bedsheets wave tired goodbye An electric skillet untended killed ...
Every Sane Soldier
 Two-dollar wine glasses How?  “big-nigger pretend ignorance” Ready to charge the velvet rope dream I’m ...