in all restaurants madness overwhelms the staff spirits break like plates
that is another man’s suicide if i kill myself there will be hookers
if you dream me dream me without these horns without scorn back beside the lord
on a good day a poem is just a death threat to e… on a bad day it is a love letter
i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems
a $5 footlong at Subway before a meeting on Thursday Burnin’ For You came on the speak… i wanted to call you
i walk like an appetizer onto the moonlight tongue the wine is in my blood
black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd
i’m writing this to you my friend because the last time i said goodb… it was passive i thought for sure we would be
a man who tries to possess the moo… would understandably be called arrogant a man who tries to possess the sun would rightfully be told he was
the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles
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…
i saw atrocity and deceit upon the… blood spilling down its jagged cli… tragedies unbound scaling the peak i tried to warn others not to climb this vicious monster
short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
