Thomas Case Poems

She rubs the ache from
my back, as the
morning sun
breaks through the
...

Frozen clothes on
the clothesline, blowing in
a vagrant wind.
My nose red from the
...

I want to get
the facts out.
The glass from under
my skin.
...

I can taste the
lavender sky
smell the pink,
squeeze the orange out,
...

We used to talk about
going
to Montana- escaping it all,
building a log cabin and
...

I put the spike
in and push it a
little; withdraw, and there
it is, that beautiful
...

The days crawl by like
tortoises.
My purpose is obscured by
vodka nights, and
...

I want to swim
to heaven, because this
city has an infection.
No injection will kill this
...

In my night
terror,
I hear the pounding
of
...

When I think of you,
I hear a marimba in my head.
I'm lost like a stray cat.
Baby, I swear I'll
...