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…

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

all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise

you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys

it is not often that i think of peace or of the soldier i believe war is inevitable

i kneel on two bad knees i clasp together two

a $5 footlong at Subway before a meeting on Thursday Burnin’ For You came on the speak… i wanted to call you

i dream of a world ruled by art where the letters that come in the mail are written in fingerpaints and tornado sirens sound off to th…

sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul

i knew i should not have unwrapped… but my will is weak at the beckon… so i took off your dress and let y… a bursting fruit flavor supplement… made everything else go away

time is one my side but what time is it? is it Killing Time?

two mountains hanker to reach across the valley always between them

i don’t ever want to rest in peace and i certainly don’t want any of… resting in peace some of us grew up listening to pu… and speed metal