i knew i should not have unwrapped… but my will is weak at the beckon… so i took off your dress and let y… a bursting fruit flavor supplement… made everything else go away
Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,
visceral were the nights we stood… each of us armed with an instrumen… and hearts that beat like tempos we put on a show but we weren’t put-ons
race against midnight an eleventh hour dash for the quick finish
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
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
he staples a sign to a telephone p… hoping that anyone can help him find it winter is coming and he dreads the thought of it
in the final moments of dusk you r… a last grab at redemption to no possible avail toward a jury of stars and the judgement of the moon
slippery bars make it hard to hold… captive against your will always lathered in the sweat of es… you elude any sentence
the anticipation was staggering be… rifling through the closet for tha… a faded Misfits tee and my black leather jacket but the shows were always a disapp…
it was never my intention to clip… i was only trying to take a feathe… so that i would have something to… after you flew away
the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles
i would be excited to hold it tickle its little belly and watch it laugh if it cried i would search enthusiastically
i walk as a storm two bolts of lightning in socks shoes laced with thunder
it is not often that i think of peace or of the soldier i believe war is inevitable