-
a red-tailed hawk
rose through his cry,
-
my pennies fall beneath my fingers
into a jingling pocket
-
the times are
pissin' bubbles of blue
-
this old track
1898
by kedoconnor
46 lines, 3 comments,
on Oct 14 10:18 AM
-
informal,
not infectious,
by kedoconnor
53 lines, 3 comments,
on Oct 14 9:55 AM
-
-
in the mid of summer
before the buzzing trees
-
i'm a little concerned about my couisin the pyromaniac. he just got out of jail and wants to open a daycare service. he's going to call it kindling care.
by kedoconnor
0 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 20 8:29 AM
-
my brother-in-law the eagle scout took us to black river harbor on the banks of lake superior. i, being a sturdy man and up for stupid challenges dove into the lake. the lake was 37 degrees, unbenounced to my foolish self. th
by kedoconnor
1 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 20 8:10 AM
-
Can't stop snoring?? Waking up your spouse or pet? Then try "Pure Sleep"
-
chorus: three nights blown and i'm never going home
-
my name is jim carny,
i weaved my way through mesas',
-
don't touch the chipping sill
of painted sorrow.
-
we were the wings that took off on first
-
do you know how
in old black and white
-
i came from Jersey
to Kerry,
-
like shadow's robot comes
with the joy of souls
-
fishing knives
and shallow graves
-
you raced up the tree
to fall from branches
-
don't remember me
by the crooked tree,
-
the bloom of leaves
that grew
-
i have recently died,
thus conversation
-
robbing pain, and stealing joy,
-
i have tried to be kind,
but i guess i'll never learn,
-
i think love's a noun
it's yours
-
a long time ago
on the Pequot main
-
i still play Vegas,
but i'm bidding my time,
by kedoconnor
28 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 17 3:25 PM
-
i heard the sickle sound
of foreign monsters
-
by kedoconnor
25 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 16 1:53 PM
-
he never did find a girl
by kedoconnor
59 lines, 7 comments,
on Mar 15 1:57 PM
-
there, over there i am.
above the fishless creek
by kedoconnor
36 lines, 3 comments,
on Mar 10 12:38 PM
-
you killed me dead
sure dead
by kedoconnor
39 lines, 2 comments,
on Mar 7 12:14 PM
-
spread the butter of soul
on the broken crust of man
-
random the goose
that finds empty lids
-
17 of your faces
don't add up to
by kedoconnor
17 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 3 5:46 PM
|