submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice
regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost
squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier
i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father
i walk like an appetizer onto the moonlight tongue the wine is in my blood
when governments fall the power goes out and civilization is in the shamble… of its own undoing Uncle Dan has plenty of survival…
he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere
everyone’s eyes are filled with what could have been some girls are alone others accompanied by lovers all waiting for their names to be…
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
he keeps it bottled for days like these vintage destinies rush toward the… breaths of dead fruits inhale deep… and he drowns himself in their req…
a leaf hoped that the branch would be strong but they were both born from an ol… and those dying roots could only h… until there was no choice
word traveled fast about the man with the crying ears sad with silence an absence of music left an absence in him
they’ve never looked as deeply as… into the centers of your alluring and final eyes they’ve never watched you dance slowly and dark like the end…
a mind at war with itself for so long thoughts turn into grenades or helicopter blades
splendid bit of glee response of a mind tickled nothing like a laugh
