Notti Roma

Late night stroll Never felt a city so big Sleep so hard After ten everyone out Something so comforting about those streets Twisting and turning Dark shadows draping everything Walks around the Colosseum Alone Finger along the outside wall Thoughts completely undisturbed Steps never blocked Ocassionally Hear the scrape of a shoe on cobble stone …

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Goodwill

The conversation lulls and as if the quiet forces Gerard to break the silence he says, "I tried donating my stepson to Goodwill, shoved that little fuck right into the donation box. Not sure what we expected, but like a cockroach he crawled out and came home contaminated with bedbugs. Now we have two problems …

A Little Clowning

At night I feel free The blissful roar of traffic The slowly coagulating blood on my fingers The faint stirs of life under my knees The whispered pleading Life completed Le sigh Victims come and go, but you look like you could use a laugh. Would you like to laugh with me? How about a …

Fresh Start

When the moon began to melt It cast a sickening blue light Mixed with molten orange over the night sky It made the air stink with burning ozone And heavy with the idea Soon the Earth would be void On its way to a fresh start.

One Free Summer

Italy is the land of beauty corrupted I was there I followed a dream I lived A life Of poverty I had no money No job No prospects Still I took a bus to the South to bask in the shadow of the volcano. I hopped on the bus with no ticket I saw land Farms Color …

The Perfect Pizze

Call it the Napoli Ask for salty anchovies Aged pepperoni Smoky  mozz Sweet tangy tomato sauce fresh basil leaves combined and place in a Untreated oak and Birch wood one thousand degrees of fire oven baked baked for seconds sixty but no more and eat drenched in the shadow of Mt. Vesuvius but only in …

Special Experience

I hear dying in New York is a special experience So many different ways it could go Can't say I recommend it though Might be hard to come back from

The Merry Merrey Alle

The night fades as a blot of grey passing for the sun slithers out from behind the horizon. The captain of the clipper, named Marrey Alle, is a short man with dwarf blood running through his veins. He stands near the wheel with his grey eyes on the brackish water behind. His thick reddish brown …

Breathe

Live to breathe Breathe to live One without the other and there would be nothing Nothing may be something something is always nothing Tangibility touching holding feeling having this is not breath breath is gone before the mind can tolerate the thought of not having it Life is what was what is never what could …

Depressive Disorder

The black abyss opens its gaping eye. The movement is sudden. From grey blur to living thing in only a single moment. In the dry rustle of its raised lid the taste of oblivion is had. Oblivion fills the mouth with the bitter, endless void of death. Even through the world around. A world filled …