she dances like a fool at the idio… gracelessly fueled by cocktails and

race against midnight an eleventh hour dash for the quick finish

i expose myself a show boat and a show pony i suppose myself a poet

i saw atrocity and deceit upon the… blood spilling down its jagged cli… tragedies unbound scaling the peak i tried to warn others not to climb this vicious monster

on a night back in 1998 at the 24 hour Happy Chef diner in Fort Dodge, Iowa when both of us were drunk and stoned

in all restaurants madness overwhelms the staff spirits break like plates

i would never get my bar back so i went back waiting outside the entrance for m… to stop myself

I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked

THE ARTIST constantly trying to get somewhere he

she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still

for one minute my clock dreamed of infinity forever stood still in a timeless moment hidden from death and deadlines

watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights

i almost did not make it to this p… i was stuck in the glory of old verses cadavers un-buried and admired like trophies