Words

poems
ship of fools
posthumous
holy this holy that
the source
the fetus
lockdown ward
mystery woman
I must burn
fall
horror mother
dig
men
run run
oryx
primavera
everadazine
coasting and roaring
mozart's discovery
mechanical tongue
pocket satan
el halcion
cliffs of babylon
The Queen
The Secrets of Ticino
not for everyone
pandora
high on faux satan
family audit one
family audit two
zen scatology
Victorian Occultism
Right Makes Might
Her Stars are Cold
Join Al Qaeda Here!
Poison Nostalgia
Seraphine
open wide
Santa Cruz
robbery
She and I Stand by the Ri
folly
infinity
Opinion
songs
Prose
cut ups
images
a legend
contact
the map
pandora
 
make me real
make me comprehend my reality
let me know
my dreams and plans are real
let me know my dreams and plans are real
and don't drop me
like a lie
like an irrelevancy
 
he entered and sat patiently
in a room filled
with pink and orange and white
 
looking like a line
he lay in front of me
appearing
holy in white
I immediately was
uncomfortable
 
like the sinner with the festering wounds
pandora in front of the open box
lady macbeth staring at her hands
tell me a story
tell me a story
 
(for AM)