regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost
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
misgivings of tide familiar qualm of the sea home where we are lost
i kneel on two bad knees i clasp together two
i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun
she heard him crying before the knock at the door two cops with bad news
it misses the way we use to sit and breathe together inhaling and exhaling
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier
as summer wanes a chill comes about the air darkness replaces sunlight and the leaf loses it’s grasp upon… it cannot be blamed for its fall
she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still
every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her
thoughts on the police not that they are the bad guys they just work for them
Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town