submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice
streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots
she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still
you took leave of Egypt for southwest Tennessee the African sun left for the warmth of Sun Record… i commend the move you made
it burned slow as i sat in front of a mirror listening to overplayed psychedeli… music from the 60's it was the first time i ever smoke…
to the deepest thirst a drop of water looks like a rains… over a rushing river lips moisten with hope and the heart drowns with sheer re…
was afraid of heights until i looked at my back and saw i have wings
i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father
san francisco lesbian bitch pulls no punches tells you what it is
where every man has gone before and i don’t think i’ll be too far… but still it’s too bad that we couldn’t make… it’s too bad that we ever fell fro…
i love music i know everyone does but i really do nothing can soothe me as much as
we fly down the highway looking for the next bar open on C… we each do a line and head on in flirt with lonely girls and take bumps in the bathroom
he keeps it bottled for days like these vintage destinies rush toward the… breaths of dead fruits inhale deep… and he drowns himself in their req…
some nights I talk to them because i have no pets and i am alone i make promises “tomorrow we will go for a walk”
Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town
