after it blows out your last match it goes to a bar and laughs over whiskey telling the story of the look on y…
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
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
into another corner bar they go climbing stairs covered in clumps… praying they don’t slip carrying s… hundreds of pounds of amplificatio… they set up in the corner
it’s been so long without a touch lips pressed deeply against mine fingers brushing through my beard… i have reclaimed my virginity bumbling and nervous in the presen…
time reduced to ash all the clocks were made of fire burning each second
in the name of what whispers we sing softly the final song of the end of the w… as a lullaby to each other and minor melodies pass over our l…
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
altar of vodka haloed cocktail, angel blood she prays 80 proof
still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips
loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice
dressed only in screams showered with water and death life escapes by drain
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…
if the fairy spreads her thighs for the goblins finger the happy ending never comes even if she does
you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys
