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
with the lamplight at my back it feels like someone else is ther… my ears are full of wax and ghosts everything i hear is haunted headphones plugged into a headston…
still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
youth in his favor with young wome… a whole world ahead of him but the silly son of a bitch doesn… instead of seizing the day he spends his time obsessing over…
an unfinished puzzle can easily bl… but somewhere out there is a piece convinced that it is the rest of the puzzle that…
droopy dark circles around the eye… brown eyes sad eyes sometimes he pees on the floor they rub his nose in it
when the piano notes are dancing rhythms of candle light it’s hard to hear the fire go out the room cools its quiet wakes your fear
my body is not a temple it is more like a corner bar in Wisconsin kneeling
there once was a drop of water misplaced in the ocean that was meant for something more never belonging with other drops lost at sea
she heard him crying before the knock at the door two cops with bad news
his wife came in to the video store i work at today i knew who she was by the last name on her Oregon i.d…
sometimes the butterfly is afraid to leave the cocoon that its wings are too bright that it might be shunned by caterpillars
long begrimed with dust a floor looking for a broom love me for my scuffs
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
