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,
every doughnut tastes like tauntin… classmates laughing and making jokes at your expense every slice of pizza reminds you
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
he burns through the keys in hopes to unlock himself with freedom of song
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
in the name of what whispers we sing softly the final song of the end of the w… as a lullaby to each other and minor melodies pass over our l…
streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and
clear skies are the feathers with which the lesser gods tickle their twats and dicks sunshine is the gleam of a puckered asshole
for one minute my clock dreamed of infinity forever stood still in a timeless moment hidden from death and deadlines
i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun
when you don’t know for as long as i haven’t known you start to get used to it you don’t worry so much about solv…
shame of the ocean is the fish that crawled on land evolved to destroy
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
