I AM THE LORD THY GOD
Are we still talking...

So you gave the down and out a dollar,
Out of guilt, embarassment, sympathy...

Sunlight ricochets from the razor wire onto
The dead empty wine bottle pointing North...

When she opened my curtains and showed me the...
The brush was laden with a brilliant white...

Waiting for a ride to the game.
The august heat has stolen the air so...

The Bromide brothers laughed
At the pensive pilates pilgrims with their...

The cliche kid rode into town,
He wore a stetson, he wore a frown...

Eric the Antichrist sitting by the phone
Flicking through the personal ads home all alone...

I have on occasion listened to demanding music...
I have sometimes read difficult books just to...

She won Miss Cleveland back in 63,
Did some Commercials for the TV...

When I'm laying in that final room,
Each breath coming painfully, reluctantly...

The smile of your shadow would illuminate
The solemn cracks in the cathedral floor...