I want poetry that is rated NC-17 and rated X, adult oriented, depraved, obscene and indecent material. I want to post something every day. It can even be funny. Dark comedy, sick humor, shock value. Thursday, December 29, 2011. What , how you feel? A faint distraction in the wrists, brain and hands. A new direction, ready but not sleek. Never too clear, never too speak. I sit here and contemplate reality. What is really going on? Can it be true? .

East Windsor, NJ 08520 USA. Christmas Jingle Jangle 1991 by Misti Rainwater-Lites. Hear that mad scamper! Links to this post. Corpus Christi by Tim Murray.

This is the first chapbook an editor has published for me. Real Tits, Fake Smile.

The Underground Literary Alliance presents literature from the underground. Wednesday, February 21, 2007. Goddamn, it was a fun ride. Monday, February 19, 2007. Me in the hood midst. Control the vertical, I. If you foot the bill.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013. Because the years make gaps. I have random heart palpitations. If I could do it over. But now is a has-been. Have I ever tried to be less temperamental? Have I ever rode the back. Down to the court house.

Mississippi Currents a hand, a finger, lips, and breath move along the river where mud, stones, love, and family members now rest. Tuesday, September 21, 2010. Felt like a bomb ready. To detonate with fall colors. Green, red, yellow, wires. Thursday, July 3, 2008. Tuesday, July 1, 2008. Square box resting in summer. Monday, June 30, 2008.