when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly
i love music i know everyone does but i really do nothing can soothe me as much as
he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere
THE ARTIST constantly trying to get somewhere he
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
you drag a soul around in a body and some nights it’s a bag of bricks wondering if there’s anything left to dream for
we are all worth more than the bread crumbs they throw u… minimum wages
a best friend to kings faith substitutes for justice god will keep us poor
in the final moments of dusk you r… a last grab at redemption to no possible avail toward a jury of stars and the judgement of the moon
if you dream me dream me without these horns without scorn back beside the lord
when she wants only to see the heavens choke patience lost in all things
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
san francisco lesbian bitch pulls no punches tells you what it is
Women were placed at the flames, accused of witchcraft, and the smoke of murder rose to the heavens. Man’s ignorant spirit bursting up to the gods, as if they didn’t already know how vi...
watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights
