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by littlefallsmets

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You gotta make your peace before you go to pieces. If not for them then your own damn sake. You cannot infinitely indefinitely carry that weight. Something will break. And you are somethi...


September 06, 2014

this is my inside voice

this is my inside voice this IS my inside voice! this is all I have this is what The Great Magnet gave me this is what I have to work with this IS my inside voice oh God, you should ...


September 04, 2014

via Chicago

you can’t convince me that we’re actually flying no not anymore we’re just in a tube we’re just on the floor we teleported from L.A. to Chicago four hours ago and they’re running paintings of cl...


September 04, 2014

post-modern love

hey there hipster lady can’t you at least date me ironically? you could tell your friends I’m so bad that I’m good when we go into your gentrified hood to drink Hi-C Ecto Cooler and e...


September 04, 2014

tuesday morning mishap

Spill coffee on your wallet. Spread your whole life out to dry. Consider all the ways you do and do not count. Bleach your paltry money in the sun. Read the tea leaves of your past in photograp...


September 04, 2014

social

like me subscribe me follow me share me favorite me retweet me justify me fulfill me appreciate me acknowledge me sanctify me resurrect me worship me possess me sacrifice me damn me bury ...


August 28, 2014

find something

find something you love and let it kill you not immediately of course preferably on lay-away stretch the thing out slow keep up the fight for sixty or seventy years but know eventually it will wi...


August 12, 2014

letters from camp 1

I am no longer so afraid of flight not for most of the process not anymore not like I was when I first flew when I saw Spain and Italy as a boy when I almost ripped the arms off the chairs ...


August 07, 2014

the con job

the major difference between a church service and a comic book convention seems to be that at least congoers admit to reality again come Monday morning I am not Superman not Wolverine an...


August 07, 2014

maybe

Look up into the sky tonight and pick a star. Any star. Look up in the sky and focus on that distant point. That is what our sun looks like to someone out there circling that light. We are th...


August 04, 2014

fear of flying

if my plane should go down mourn me as were you my widow even though we never even kissed if the pilot faints from drink think of me as were were lovers even though I never even had the co...


August 03, 2014

the future

there's a poem that I wanted to do but I'm having trouble with my smart phone and so I'm stalling for time I'm stalling for time by saying these words I'm stalling for time because every ...


August 03, 2014

ugly

Writing is not the Dionysian endeavour so many desire it to be. Okay? Drunken. Instant. Born of epiphany, spontaneously, parthenogenically. Dionysus of wine and rebirth and revels may be fine f...


July 24, 2014

push

they tell you do not they tell you don't they tell you do not do not don't do not do not do not don't do not do not do not don't and they keep telling you do not do not don't do not do ...


July 24, 2014

from an unseen censer

names have been changed to protect the innocent names have been changed to protect the dubious concept of innocence names have been changed to protect myself from my proclivity toward insolence...


July 24, 2014

autumn

we are all leaves falling from a tree when we are born our lives are not the times when we were green when we were safely attached to some nourishing branch our lives begin the mom...


July 21, 2014

how its done

I'll never be pure enough to join the good-good guys I'll never be confident enough to join the bad I've never been comfortable on either side of any line in-between is all I've ever had ...


July 15, 2014

love

No, love does not conquer all. Entropy conquers all. But that doesn't minimize love's fleeting victories. It only makes them more special. It only makes them more precious. Love is an eyebli...


July 15, 2014

an agnostic convocation

if anything at all can be a magic spell it is in the stories that we tell not in the prayers that we might pray that may have the power to sway the actions of the extant gods and monsters w...


grandpa pulled up stakes and moved to Tampa Bay he said he found himself now grandpa says he's gay grandpa moved to Tampa Bay now he says that grandpa's gay


July 13, 2014

the truth of the matter

God is dead yes God is dead I know this because I KILLED HIM MYSELF! I know that God is dead because I killed Him and made it look like an accident made it look like he just slipped in a ...


July 13, 2014

your ride's here

the holy ghost is breathing the son's gone underground the father's quite dismayed at the way it all went down the church became a shopping mall there's adverts on the steeple open up your ...


July 12, 2014

next exit: tipperary

sometimes that line in "Man On The Moon" sounds like "here's a truckstop instead of Reseda" to me instead of "here's a truckstop instead of Saint Peter" as it should be but just to my ...


July 12, 2014

the hollow-men

the things that used to be integral to the fabric of a community whose absence would once be unimaginable got hollowed out by Wal-Mart and now they must be desperately begged for tackily cro...


July 07, 2014

doctor me

the first version was cranky and wond'rous a bit of jerk really but an obvious prodigy probably too clever by half for his own goddamned good but fantastic to any eye that could see and he...


Book Description

these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.