Just a Bukowski Tonight

let’s cut through it I’m just a man, nothing more and the way you did your eyes tonight is sexy the shape of your face reminds me of a girl I used to know someone who used me not her fault, I deserved it she was sexy too so is your face I can’t tellContinue reading “Just a Bukowski Tonight”

A Man’s Respect and Admiration

I admire the muscles of your arms and the flatness of your stomach I respect the softness and length of your neck and your legs I have nothing but respect and admiration for you and your eyes the bridge of your nose, and cheek-bones your lips and the metal stud you sport with such classContinue reading “A Man’s Respect and Admiration”

Hummingbirds

It just didn’t make sense. Not yet at least. Questions buzzed his skull like hummingbirds on a vengeful tear, and he had not the answers with which to sate them. Perhaps if he drank enough, they would come. Perhaps if he sat at the bar long enough, the world would simply move on. Perhaps, heContinue reading “Hummingbirds”

Back on Earth

~Part Two~ You look up at the stars. You attempt to orient yourself by them, because you have that vague idea the stars are formed into figures called constellations, but you then realize you don’t know enough about these constellations to chart any kind of course. Then another thought comes, and you stop thinking ofContinue reading “Back on Earth”

musings upon her funeral dress

These garments are like a tightly packed row of Hers dehydrated, deflated and hung up front to back. Each item was her in a mode, a mood, a moment in time each was chosen by her to reflect the parts of her personality most vibrant and attractive in times when she felt brave. They allContinue reading “musings upon her funeral dress”