when it is most impossible to be there for yourself

dressed only in screams showered with water and death life escapes by drain

joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair

i began to tell a grim story of a puppy left alone beneath an overcast sky at first i saw a lost dog sad and without

my knee is there if i need to bend my leg my knee is not there for me to beg if you place an empty plate in fro…

I keep coming back just when ya think “there is no

plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing

i walk like an appetizer onto the moonlight tongue the wine is in my blood

love digs graves all around the world but i used to

tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow

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

Life is a series of tragedies with… But what is good for those who suf… than what is good for those who do… —for Brian Salvador Curley

still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips

i can smell a clue about as well as a rock and if you’re waiting for me under a rock

there she was again in my dreams last night perhaps it is faulty programming a virus or malware but for whatever reason