going out for Golden Gloves when i was a teenager i trained as hard as anyone paid close attention to the scienc… my coach
peering into your eyes i am trying to understand you hoping to know you a little better with each glance when the world is mad
his grin covered in melted chocola… his hands covered in blood and no one to stop him thieves are not running scared they are running the show
squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier
she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still
i dream of a world ruled by art where the letters that come in the mail are written in fingerpaints and tornado sirens sound off to th…
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
the first line wrapped itself arou… a quickly tightened noose to take his breath away a second stanza slashed down his w… like a cold razor blade of verse
with the lamplight at my back it feels like someone else is ther… my ears are full of wax and ghosts everything i hear is haunted headphones plugged into a headston…
now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too
Deep in The Milky Way they will meet again. Reflections, and shadows. Never-ending satellites crashing into never-ending stars.
i have been trying to eat the moon the sun is too spicy and i do prefer a late dinner but the people i eat with are insa… and they vomit the stars
stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone
i was 24 riding the Amtrak for the first ti… with a six hour layover in downtow… i left the station looking for a s… but before i found anything resemb…
there was a mouse that dreamed of being a wolf every feral feline throughout the… would quiver at the mention of him his mere howl at the moon
