i am the one most concerned with popularity found my way into castles to meet with kings and queens crashed parties with celebrities
when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…
i think about her at least once every day i think about all the different st… that i could take to get to her ho…
she dances like a fool at the idio… gracelessly fueled by cocktails and
every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her
i don’t believe anything i read unless it’s a poem
i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun
to reach for the pen only when you need it is a mistake you must reach for it everyday eventually it grows familiar with…
our savings accounts cry out for m… but we only have so much to give coins jingling away in the pocket a few dirty fives in the wallet the shelves are in need of grocery
a mind at war with itself for so long thoughts turn into grenades or helicopter blades
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
it opens with a violin slowly bowing its premeditated plo… stalker lurking in darkness waiting for a victim to stroll by the verse comes out quick
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map
she heard him crying before the knock at the door two cops with bad news
