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…
apologies were often on the wind before her lips but when a girl’s got those big be… well
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
she broke up with him because he broke her oscillating f… on a 107 degree day in the Texas s… with one angry punch he destroyed the fan
you only get so many nights like t… where the streetlights become tiny… she picks you up at your place for… and introduces you to Joy Divisio… blacklight and 80's retro music
dreams need their distance she learned from burnt fingertips do not touch the stars
the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here
fallen from the nest mother bird leaves me to die never to take flight
you took leave of Egypt for southwest Tennessee the African sun left for the warmth of Sun Record… i commend the move you made
long begrimed with dust a floor looking for a broom love me for my scuffs
a mind at war with itself for so long thoughts turn into grenades or helicopter blades
for all the good of the day she sought the places where youths did play a few kind words to say a light to make her darkness grey
Deep in The Milky Way they will meet again. Reflections, and shadows. Never-ending satellites crashing into never-ending stars.
what I love about this country is the jazz and the blues and
a $5 footlong at Subway before a meeting on Thursday Burnin’ For You came on the speak… i wanted to call you
