unpublished 27th birthday poem

vassinated, hoorahthe dishes are cleanbut are they dry?it’s my birthdayvassinated, hoorahcreamy pints of porterlater on in Clara’s on Wilson it’s my birthday to me April 19th, 2021

Bless You

Remembering hernow I only hear thesilences she hung up likeshooting stars every time Isneezed.

525,600 Coffees

For Max Stalker-Wilde It’s hard to tie a whole year togetherin a few schnappy schentenceswhen the year in question has asked youto saddle up a swarm of beesbut you really hate tiny horsesor maybe it’s more like fishingbut you don’t know the line’s been lostand all your worm ever wantedwas to get out on the

Dancing Being Shot At On Ellen

If reading the newspaperhas taught me only onething it is that Ellen Degeneresis not a reason toread it. They moved the funniesto the front pageanyway. September 11th, 2020Friday, New York

Welcome To Inky Cat Dreams

I’ve made so many blogs across the net over the past 10 years or more. Most of them don’t exist anymore. They were like plants that died in the window when I forgot to water them. I’m used to blogger so it’s a bit shabby here right now. I’ll get on it when I can.