Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords.

Love Poem ـــــــــ It's so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them when you don't love them any more.

All of us have a place in history. mine is clouds.

I have always wanted to write a book that ended with the word 'mayonnaise.

Finding is losing something else. I think about, perhaps even mourn, what I lost to find this

I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.

I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.

I'm in a constant process of thinking about things.

Boo, Forever Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I'm haunted by all the space that I will live without you.

Money is sad shit

In Watermelon Sugar the deeds were done and done again as my life is done in watermelon sugar.

Probably the closest things to perfection are the huge absolutely empty holes that astronomers have recently discovered in space. If there's nothing there, how can anything go wrong?

I’ll affect you slowly as if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants. It won’t rain.

I had a good-talking candle last night in my bedroom. I was very tired but I wanted somebody to be with me, so I lit a candle and listened to its comfortable voice of light until I was asleep.

If you are thinking about something that happened a long time ago: Somebody asked you a question and you did not know the answer. That is my name.

Excuse me, I said. I thought you were a trout stream. I'm not, she said.

The Pill Versus the Springhill Mine Disaster When you take your pill it's like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside you.

I feel as if I am an ad for the sale of a haunted house: 18 rooms $37,000 I’m yours ghosts and all.

I saw thousands of pumpkins last night come floating in on the tide, bumping up against the rocks and rolling up on the beaches; it must be Halloween in the sea

My God, ma'am, you're so pretty I'd walk ten miles barefooted on a freezing morning to stand in your shit.

One day Time will die And love will bury it

He created his own Kool Aid reality and was able to illuminate himself by it.

If you get hung up on everybody else's hang-ups, then the whole world's going to be nothing more than one huge gallows.

All girls should have a poem written for them even if we have to turn this God-damn world upside down to do it.

I’m haunted by all the space that I will live without you.

I don't know these people and they aren't my flowers.

We walked back to iDEATH, holding hands. Hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love.

If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lovers washing their clothes together in a laundromat If you will bring the soap I will bring the bleach.

It's strange how the simple things in life go on while we become more difficult.

Her sunny side was always up.

Elizabeth's voice had a door in it. When you opened that door you found another door, and that door opened yet another door. All the doors were nice and led out of her.

I thought about it for awhile, hiding it from the rest of my mind. But I didn't ruin my birthday by secretly thinking about it too hard

I feel horrible. She doesn't love me and I wander around the house like a sewing machine that's just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid.

Burn all the maps to your body. I'm not here of my own choosing.

He learned about life at sixteen, first from Dostoevsky and then from the whores of New Orleans.

Messy, isn't it?

Our names were made for us in another century.

We looked like a parade barely moving toward YOU MIGHT GET LOST.

For fear you will be alone you do so many things that aren’t you at all.

The thought of her hands touching his hair makes me want to vomit.

God-forsaken is beautiful, too.

Somebody should have taken him to a stationary store and pointed out the difference between an envelope and a whore.

The smallest snowstorm on record took place an hour ago in my back yard. It was approximately two flakes. I waited for more to fall, but that was it. The entire storm was two flakes.

Someday Time will die, and Love will bury it

You've got some 'Star-Spangled' nails in your coffin, kid. That's what they've done for you, son.

Just because people love your mind, doesn't mean they have to have your body, too

There are spiders living comfortably in my house while the wind howls outside. They aren't bothering anybody. If I were a fly, I'd have second thoughts, but I'm not, so I don't.

In watermelon sugar the deeds were done and done again as my life is done in watermelon sugar. I will tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.

The bees in my stomach are dead and getting used to it.

There are not too many fables about man's misuse of sunflower seeds.