she passes a man but her scent is the full moon and a wolf follows
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…
voices spread through the room like butterflies or wildfires inspiring some to try a new way of thinking
the fast foot of gloom quick through labyrinths of joy always catches up
the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here
last seen at the brink of the abys… screaming at god laughing at the devil and smoking loose tobacco dark eyes and burnt skin
walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu
a man must find his way to live in the world a poet must find his way to let the world live
black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd
it burned slow as i sat in front of a mirror listening to overplayed psychedeli… music from the 60's it was the first time i ever smoke…
altar of vodka haloed cocktail, angel blood she prays 80 proof
this dinosaur has shared so much o… pain worry and confusion the idleness of evolution
Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,
put a million miles between me and… shoes worn away from the journey i will arrive with toes calloused feet stained in earth and legs swollen
panic is my dance partner and
