this shirt screams “i’m not still fucked up from last…

i looked to my right hoping to see a bass player keeping the low end tight behind me hoping to see someone

to reach for the pen only when you need it is a mistake you must reach for it everyday eventually it grows familiar with…

so I am supposed to divulge enough… for someone to make an informed de… and certainly it is understood tha… for a while it’s the decorum of crazy

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

i watch her lips purse around the top end of a cock… sucking up the last drops of a Can… setting the glass arm’s length awa… she lets the bartender see we need…

when she doesn’t love you the guts are pulled out from insid… life spills from the bones and your heart forgets to beat you become a ghost

no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something

shame of the ocean is the fish that crawled on land evolved to destroy

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

in third grade i confessed to my c… i didn’t know who Joe Montana was because i didn’t watch football the boys were quick to emasculate… and i was ready to punch their lig…

he burns through the keys in hopes to unlock himself with freedom of song

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

it was a particularly long day walking around in the Austin heat with too much on my mind i’d avoided the drink though it seemed to call for me fr…