i watch her lips purse around the top end of a cock… sucking up the last drops of a Can… setting the glass arm’s length awa… she lets the bartender see we need…

love digs graves all around the world but i used to

i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too

i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father

i was born in a basket of apples out of place from the start always berated by questions like “where is your stem?” “why are you so round?”

the fast foot of gloom quick through labyrinths of joy always catches up

a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live

fallen from the nest mother bird leaves me to die never to take flight

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…

we all trip over our own comfort and wherever we land is the lie we build a home on whatever love is we only do it when we have to

so close to travels rocks along the railroad tracks never board the train

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

do not weep when the bird flies aw… from your window sill be grateful that it ever landed th… even if just for a moment

the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust

black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd