Poems
Poems of Antiquity
Short stories
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¶ Kitchen (food, knives, drink)
• The Sword
• Girls
• Momma Cries
• Papa Says • Okay, Good
¶ Living Room (life, death, mostly in-betweens)
• I'm buried under an avalanche
• The Last Words I Ever Saw
• Fire and Ice
• Shush, Hour, Shush
¶ Bathroom (smells, boredom, godliness)
• A Common Denominator
• O! Great Satan
• Gin
¶ Bedroom (girls, dreams, lies, dim-lit smiles)
• Intermesh
• A Harvest of Dreams
• 9 Infinity
• Two Breasts
• In the Company of Loki (the Cat)
• Unglue
• Ode To Two Lips
• Libido
¶ Den (abstracts, wood, calculations, eye-pieces)
• Michel Demire's Trilogy
• Mr Phister
• My Cat
• Ying
• O! the Persistent Peters of the Planet
• We Love to Think We Think We Love
¶ Maximum Shadown Length (Topical poems, which are asking to be renamed "For C." ala E.A.Poe & Co., but I don't do everything girls or poems tell me to)
• Middle-Then
• The Shadow That Breached Its Limit
• The Shadow's Dance Is Passing
Like these poems? Just can't get enough of me? Amazed by my talent? Want more? Sure you do. They all do. Well, you're in luck, pal. Or ma'am. Because I have just the thing for you. It's called "Crappy Old Stuff." You can find it in the Attic. Huzzah to the tippa!
P.S. I am not to blame for any sudden acts of nausea, explosive vomiting, heart-throbbing, or loins-chopping-off-of. It is just crappy old stuff. Okay? Okay. Keep your knives and projectile-mouths away from me!