(1997)
moving poem #1
We are all of the great unwashed, hoping to live, living to die. Under the vast circuitry of god, we parade the world, penetrating e…
I am undaunted, with hopes to conq… There is freedom on the tip of my…
Oh, to be in love in boots, in jeans, Only interested in freedom, friends,
Destiny is my drowning water gave me life And it’s sister is my sin I cannot detach myself except to ride america’s highway
Now, it is time to find out how lo…
From the moonlight i am born again… lying face up in the gutter of lif… I survive, i work and i die. Sin & sweat are perfect redemption… and i am never found again,