every song smoking drinking partying with
dying of cancer saying her prayers they came to bathe her she asked if would hold her Rosary… “of course”
everyone’s eyes are filled with what could have been some girls are alone others accompanied by lovers all waiting for their names to be…
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
a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live
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…
at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die
the best shelf in town bartenders driving the drunks home
youth in his favor with young wome… a whole world ahead of him but the silly son of a bitch doesn… instead of seizing the day he spends his time obsessing over…
what she says has gravity a truth that pulls you closer to t… brings your feet to meet the earth… in your own shoes and see that the toe is starting t…
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
it is not just missing the good times slamdancing in a circle pit with your best buds at a rock show blacklit basement parties
black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd
with a heart that aches to say the… let them sled over my lips know the peace of their meaning it’s been a long time since i last… i miss saying them
where every man has gone before and i don’t think i’ll be too far… but still it’s too bad that we couldn’t make… it’s too bad that we ever fell fro…
