Originally appeared on The Bygone Bureau I know what you’re thinking, a guy like me (go ahead, you can say it, a little guy) he couldn’t crush much of anything, hell, he’d be lucky to crush ice on a hot day. That’s okay though, because knowing what you’re thinking is the first step to crushing [...]
Archive for September, 2009
If I wanted, I could crush you
Posted in Humor on September 26, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Plague Bird
Posted in Poems on September 23, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I am Scud, I am squid, the asteroid so large That someplace big as Texas needed a name. Divinely commissioned for a reprising purpose; The Greeks are the ones Who best knew my acts. If there’s luck anymore I’ll crash slack in the sea, Fall drunkenly like a kite without string, Where I’ll settle with [...]
Countryside Bar & Grill
Posted in Poems on September 23, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I can hear that river swell No matter how hot I keep the grill; I swear it roars over the soft goddamns Out cracked mug grins That the diners flash so quick. One day that creek will rise ten feet, Come like Austin’s rig In reverse instead of drive, And the Keno gals’ hair Won’t [...]
