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- I Drew the Line at allpoetry
I was a painter
I didn't think much of poets - Simple After All at allpoetry
Summon up the long lost legions
it is the latter days and nights - Twilight of the Gods ~ Part II at allpoetry
Bigfoot, Sasquatch, the north-woods rumble
in the latter days, to the heavy tread of legends - Twilight of the Gods~ part one at allpoetry
Desperate for votes, the huddled elder gods
cast knucklbones as they had long ago - Mighty Pan at allpoetry
Laid low on western meadows
cloud shadows roll over his stones - The World Tour of Woody Long at allpoetry
More like a Martian than a Penis!
London Daily News - Lookin for a Score at allpoetry
I cruised on down to Wayne's place lookin for a score but he said he'd got religion and - Feasting in Boston and Others at allpoetry
I. - Preview at allpoetry
We made animal love in every room - Saint in the Hole at allpoetry
Eyes charred out by Egypt's sun buried to his chin in sand - The Tinker Woman at allpoetry
The Tinker woman with her dirty kid knocked on our door to beg - Road to Ravenna at allpoetry
The old road to Ravenna littered with broken Fiats - Apparition in the Gallery at allpoetry
a dozen lying in the gallery in diffuse and milky pre-dawn light - Son of Small Crimes at allpoetry
XVI. Noose swings - there are times at allpoetry
there are times when you wonder why - Digital Man at allpoetry
bend over, doll present all the channels - Again Small Crimes at allpoetry
XI. Ptolemy wasn't guilty - A Georgia Cowboy Considers Bukowski at allpoetry
Sweating bales of hay to my horses I'm reminded of Bukowski, his lack of any sense of Earthly Paradise. - Small Crimes Returns at allpoetry
VI. Furry feet darting fast - Hearts and Minds at allpoetry
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I. - Needle Dance at allpoetry
Needles dance along my arms tapping out a bold tatoo - Naked old man wishes he was not Russian at allpoetry
The naked old man crouched - Bill Hendly is Dead at allpoetry
dear ma - Jamestown II at allpoetry
These savages look pretty weird - Triptych of Skins at allpoetry
I. Skin can speak in sounds - Jamestown Chronicle at allpoetry
We hung the bastard by his thumbs strapped lead to his chicken legs - [ ] at allpoetry
The Flying Cloud, sails south round the Cape - Bull on Sad Street at allpoetry
Sad street empty as the purse I hold - Bosch's Nightmare I at allpoetry
Broken on the wheel, stark silouhettes Rake the ponderous sky - The True Meaning of Baseball at allpoetry
Crazy Eddie sold beer nuts at Veteran's Field back when a man was a man - I Do Not Grade on Curves at allpoetry
Brawny studs single team the parking lots cruising for gay wheelwrights on a bender - Mermaid Memorial at allpoetry
We kept the mermaid in a saltwater cell made of glass - Toy at allpoetry
I'm sick of the kangaroo courts these paste up Dolly's, these Micky Finns - Ride to School ~ at allpoetry
Driving Rachael to school this morning feeling the transmission go thump every time the gears shift Dad, she says isn't it awful about Karla's mom? ( Karla's mom died after a school year long
