word traveled fast about the man with the crying ears sad with silence an absence of music left an absence in him
i am my own ghost i am haunted
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
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
monuments of song returned to life in my hands records from dead men
joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair
bills soaring like birds costs of living get higher income, falls from nest
i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems
san francisco lesbian bitch pulls no punches tells you what it is
dying to stay in tune they rattle eagerly to play one last song
if you dream me dream me without these horns without scorn back beside the lord
thoughts on the police not that they are the bad guys they just work for them
dear deity as the world continues to fall apa… in my heart it is clear to me that you do not hear me that you do not fear for me
early this morning fresh was the only way we could imagine ourselves soft to the teeth
sunlight makes love to the earth an orgasm of photosynthesis from the heat of their passion tulips are born