sparks fly when you put a couple forks in the microwave too

i watch her lips purse around the top end of a cock… sucking up the last drops of a Can… setting the glass arm’s length awa… she lets the bartender see we need…

when they have shaved the flesh until it drapes from the bones a mind begins to entertain the del… and an end will be had

when the neighbors would bang on t… screaming through them telling him to stop for the love of god it is three in the morning

monuments of song returned to life in my hands records from dead men

dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect

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

there will plenty of time to be si… when the abyss avalanches down upo… burying you deep into eternal abse… so raise your voice while you stil… because even if you can’t yell tom…

watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights

The ghosts will be waiting for me when I open the door, remove my work boots and grab a Diet Dr. Pepper from t… They will be snickering as I fill…

what I love about this country is the jazz and the blues and

it is not often that i think of peace or of the soldier i believe war is inevitable

all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise

he burns through the keys in hopes to unlock himself with freedom of song

he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart