i almost did not make it to this p… i was stuck in the glory of old verses cadavers un-buried and admired like trophies

what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words

illuminated with the yellowish-ora… parked alone now waiting to be driven away by the last man at the office dedicated to his job

A bleak winter day has come to me with one rose alive in it’s hand. I am asked when spring will set it… when the leaves will return to the… and more roses will bloom in the l…

if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches

the way mom and aunt kim would get… when the video would come on mtv i thought “that’s the life for me” singing for the working class

just in case we never find each ot… if the days between us are forever… if the moon has led you to another… if you travel always the road away… just in case we awake

the Buk used to write about the va… hanging around the downtown Los A… looking around the library here on 8th & Rio Grande i think

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

whenever i roll in to town i see h… forbidden wires circuits exposed and on display electric sin against god with satan clouding my thoughts

Sweet undying moon, I offer you my song. With the stars in tune, heartfelt, i will croon to you the whole night long.

apologies were often on the wind before her lips but when a girl’s got those big be… well

loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice

the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust