I drank a fifth of rum last night It wasn’t worth the morning plight If I could do it all again I’d have eight shots... or maybe t…

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme

Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type

Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on

I’ve always been Out on the run I’ve never felt Like had a home And then one day

I don’t know what it means to have A lover in my life I don’t know what it’s like to tas… Their sugar and their spice I don’t know how to give and take

I’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know

I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want

I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee

I’ve written things and said some… Wagged my tongue and tripped over… Flapped my gums 'til blue in the f… Never a clue how to win the race Huffed and puffed and circumstance…

Connie L. and Billy Bright Always kept me up at night Had a love that never sleeps Wore their hearts out on their sle… Everything they felt inside

Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

I can blend seamlessly Because I find parts of me In ev’ryone I see

It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes