in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice
the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here
still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips
quick to lock ourselves in a prison cell of arrogance incarcerated by our own egos freedom can not happen until we reach through the bars
Winds sweep through the branches,… Observe the satellite of my howlin… Lunar intoxicant swims deep into m… From man I am transformed.
our savings accounts cry out for m… but we only have so much to give coins jingling away in the pocket a few dirty fives in the wallet the shelves are in need of grocery
the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust
i expose myself a show boat and a show pony i suppose myself a poet
she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still
love digs graves all around the world but i used to
and death is spreading through the… violets are blue and the zombie in the mirror is me when the bones start
dreams need their distance she learned from burnt fingertips do not touch the stars
I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked
he speaks to me through early Alic… only with darkness does light shine and
