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,
Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.
A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.
sunlight makes love to the earth an orgasm of photosynthesis from the heat of their passion tulips are born
clear skies are the feathers with which the lesser gods tickle their twats and dicks sunshine is the gleam of a puckered asshole
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
splendid bit of glee response of a mind tickled nothing like a laugh
the darker the room the more I needed her she was scented with tobacco and cedar
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
elusive needle hides from him in a haystack like looking for home
as her eyes broke open most of it washed away in a dry wave of consciousness there were a few drops left near the corners of her botto…
if you’ve show up to the poetry re… with no poems to read you better worry because you can’t go on stage with… so start looking for an exit
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
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
a man can be no more ready for Feb… than he is for his own death bringing in the second wave of win… icy flakes whipping in the wind relentlessly low temperature