May 2013
26 posts
It’s a distinctly American feeling to miss your car
Late night haiku (two)
Dim light in the porch
Proof, the trumpets rescinded
Fear of the door bell
>Do school work >Get high >Look at art >Get emotional over looking at art
Late night haiku
The clock strikes 4:10
Moist air through the lacy sill
The clock strikes 4:10
April 2013
22 posts
A Season In Hell: 3:30 AM A Poem For Seamus →
bassclefmusings:
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry that you’ll have to grow up in this historic village
with past as future.
I’m sorry you’ll have to put faith in the fleeting affections of young adolescent girls that don’t know how to return your phone calls.
I’m sorry you’re going to have to try and find a reason to be…
New York is surprisingly less hostile when the weather is nice.
March 2013
59 posts
