Sue lurks near my street I have thoughts of kissing her but fear to commit
i walk like an appetizer onto the moonlight tongue the wine is in my blood
sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul
loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice
squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier
Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town
last seen at the brink of the abys… screaming at god laughing at the devil and smoking loose tobacco dark eyes and burnt skin
if you alone hold me as i battle for last breat… if you alone bear the burden of the body left b… if there is no one else in the roo…
word traveled fast about the man with the crying ears sad with silence an absence of music left an absence in him
i entered into my junior high poet… with such a sense of excitement to share the craft that i had disc… just a couple years earlier a craft that my gramma had
she dances like a fool at the idio… gracelessly fueled by cocktails and
i drag this carriage with a whip at my back slowly leading them to their destinations to their privileges
altar of vodka haloed cocktail, angel blood she prays 80 proof
you took leave of Egypt for southwest Tennessee the African sun left for the warmth of Sun Record… i commend the move you made
disregarded flesh from abattoir to your plate feeding dominion