Author Archives: stephensimpkins

what advocate will speak for us? take our part?/explain deathless fears that cause so much hurt/mainly to self? who’ll understand flesh’s need to be touched/or lonely heart’s vacuum/soul’s craving some sort of balm? who but another Outcast? another spirit banished … Continue reading →

Bukowski’s dead Ginsberg too/ Phil Ward dead (Denver ‘66/ crush or just Big Brother gaze on my part?)— daily mirror revealing facial road map/wanderings ceaseless Roundabouts Detours cul de sacs & jesus the price of the trip— & yet…… Dear … Continue reading →

let me see yr Secret Places/ the ones hidden behind yr clothes— Reveal yourself unabashed unconstrained by pernicious modesty deadly shyness— show me yr Secret Places/ the ones hidden beneath yr skin— there is no Rescue/we have only one another … Continue reading →

when it all comes down it all comes down to this: in the Kingdom of the Soft Tear the Blue notes are the heaviest— in the Land of the Sad Sigh the casualties are always too high— Addendum: God is … Continue reading →

jive cat jump blues horn blowing out crystal notes that never break/ heavy drums jungle fevered/ unbroken Lucifer pride abandoned & Hungry for just a taste of Razzamatazz— adult Hokey Pokey Shake that Thing/ Dump those Death blues forsaken Exile/Holy … Continue reading →

walking home October breeze cause flowers to bow as i pass…

almost 62 now- feelings of falling panic in stomach/ dizzy sense recalling life history/ fell length of rabbit Hole weightless/ sky diving panic frenzy passes/ waits it’s turn again – @ times feel like the tears kept swallowed will volcano … Continue reading →

hearts freshly broken souls seamless shining – blood newly stolen eyes finally tearless – specials galore all packaged with love…

between being 61 yrs old/ having 2 jobs/ being mentally ill with its’ attachments of anxiety attacks/ paranoia and bleak landscapes/ life sometimes seems like trench warfare –

The boy and girl (brother and sister) lay in the bed together. The boy was 9 the girl was 8. The boy asked his sister if she loved him. She said yes. The boy asked if she would do something … Continue reading →