at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die
so close to travels rocks along the railroad tracks never board the train
the old ghosts ask me “what have you done?” to which i say “i have played guitars, and even b… i have walked endless miles throug…
youth in his favor with young wome… a whole world ahead of him but the silly son of a bitch doesn… instead of seizing the day he spends his time obsessing over…
after nineteen years she thinks of him as a fart something to air out
do not weep when the bird flies aw… from your window sill be grateful that it ever landed th… even if just for a moment
apologies were often on the wind before her lips but when a girl’s got those big be… well
if ever he drowns a swimmer will miss water life regrets no death
in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
I cannot be cast under any moon, upon any soul. If not for her,
a mind at war with itself for so long thoughts turn into grenades or helicopter blades
notebooks have been stacked in pre… filled with short stories bad drawings and of course
Winds sweep through the branches,… Observe the satellite of my howlin… Lunar intoxicant swims deep into m… From man I am transformed.
it’s there when nothing else is but the radio and a near crippling… it climbs around on the walls and… hissing like a poisonous lizard th… you cut the tips of your fingers a…
