Occupation: Poet Birth: 1967
I want to rip off your logic and make passionate sense to you..
When you were sleeping on the sofa I put my ear to your ear and listened to the echo of your dreams. That is the ocean I want to dive in, merge with ….
I want to rip off your logic and make passionate sense to you. I want to ride in the swing of your hips. My fingers will dig in you like quotation ma….
I swallowed a hand grenade that never stops exploding..
I know it’s stupid to not own a gun yet have so many triggers, but in some other world gigantic seashells hold humans to their ears and listen to the….
I've been ignored by prettier women than you, but none who carried the heavy pitchers of silence so far, without spilling a drop..
If you heard your lover scream in the next room and you ran in and saw his pinkie on the floor, in a small puddle of blood. You wouldn't rush to the ….
I graduated first in my class from alibi school..
I've had the wind knocked out of me, but never the hurricane.
I want to whisper poetry into your mind and imprint love letters to your soul and dance with you in an empty white room of potential.
We didn’t deny the obvious, but we didn’t entirely accept it either. I mean, we said hello to it each morning in the foyer. We patted its little head….
When I haven't been kissed in a long time, I create civil disturbances, then insult the cops who show up, till one of them grabs me by the collar and….
Once I thought I found love, but then I realized I was just out of cigarettes..
But one kiss levitates above all the others. The intersection of function and desire. The I do kiss. The I’ll love you through a brick wall kiss. Eve….
There's two kinds of women--those you write poems about and those you don't..
Now I'm just like everybody else, and it's so funny, the way monogamy is funny, the way someone falling down in the street is funny. I entered a revo….
No rescue boat can save the touches I left bobbing in the wild ocean of your flesh, but if they cut open your heart, like the belly of a shark, dumpe….
I realise there's something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they're experts at letting things go..
Your absence weighs more than someone else’s presence.
Even when I'm dead, I'll swim through the Earth, like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones..