still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips

i am the one most concerned with popularity found my way into castles to meet with kings and queens crashed parties with celebrities

though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting

sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul

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…

if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches

what I love about this country is the jazz and the blues and

let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face

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

when they have shaved the flesh until it drapes from the bones a mind begins to entertain the del… and an end will be had

tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow

A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.

in third grade i confessed to my c… i didn’t know who Joe Montana was because i didn’t watch football the boys were quick to emasculate… and i was ready to punch their lig…

when you don’t know for as long as i haven’t known you start to get used to it you don’t worry so much about solv…

they’ve never looked as deeply as… into the centers of your alluring and final eyes they’ve never watched you dance slowly and dark like the end…