the way mom and aunt kim would get… when the video would come on mtv i thought “that’s the life for me” singing for the working class

the best shelf in town bartenders driving the drunks home

an illness so cold he sees flames as medicine and treats his disease

the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust

Winds sweep through the branches,… Observe the satellite of my howlin… Lunar intoxicant swims deep into m… From man I am transformed.

if ever he drowns a swimmer will miss water life regrets no death

we conspire with the heretic to em… we summon hellish legions to arm u… with the fire of anger and the pestilence of despair with swords cast in spite

some nights I talk to them because i have no pets and i am alone i make promises “tomorrow we will go for a walk”

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

the blade has always been dull how it was made never

desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst

walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu

it’s just the memory of the sky blue and maybe it only seemed so blue because it was the first time i no…