Poems from CarverZissou
These questions sound so numb
As I lug a skull empty and aching
Full of marks but no answer.
I stop, bathing bleeding batteries in warm...
There he goes, that magnificent bastard!
Tiger mind burning alive behind peach pink shades,
Climbing then diving through the crumbling...
Watch this
Stoner loner with a half-cocked boner phone her and
Try to explain, try to explain, try to explain
Bleeding bullshit from his...
Wandering wondering.
Last bus ruffian, parka wrapped god bless him
Park alive with electric eyes
The gunman hugs of a Stockholm town tight...
Thrash personals jot
The hot spot of his full stop.
A crooked love lust thrust
Twitch fingers to the sky.
Devour the page
Taste his fat...