tears glisten like distant stars unreachable galaxies alone in the quiet of space dead planets remind him of his gra…
i used to go to Gramma’s every Sunday evening we would order pizza watch whatever shows we could agree on
every doughnut tastes like tauntin… classmates laughing and making jokes at your expense every slice of pizza reminds you
what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words
tired of her obsessions insatiable outbursts of self dragging her around angst smothered mornings culminating into nightly carnivals…
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…
a best friend to kings faith substitutes for justice god will keep us poor
every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her
a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live
sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul
The ghosts will be waiting for me when I open the door, remove my work boots and grab a Diet Dr. Pepper from t… They will be snickering as I fill…
i walk like an appetizer onto the moonlight tongue the wine is in my blood
all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise
disregarded flesh from abattoir to your plate feeding dominion
when the piano notes are dancing rhythms of candle light it’s hard to hear the fire go out the room cools its quiet wakes your fear
