just in case we never find each ot… if the days between us are forever… if the moon has led you to another… if you travel always the road away… just in case we awake
the old ghosts ask me “what have you done?” to which i say “i have played guitars, and even b… i have walked endless miles throug…
isolated Sunday bicycle rides tend to compel long winded speeche… character dialogues from stories i… and plenty of l’esprit d’escalier i speak with the dead
long begrimed with dust a floor looking for a broom love me for my scuffs
i kneel on two bad knees i clasp together two
what I love about this country is the jazz and the blues and
we wait under a black umbrella beneath the branches of a silhouet… for clouds to be chased away by th… snarling jaws of light
in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
let’s say you’re trying to go somewhere who isn’t? but let’s say you never get there
when you’re going down the momentum is compelling to the point it almost overwhelms you at the bottom
that is another man’s suicide if i kill myself there will be hookers
all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise
watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights
he speaks to me through early Alic… only with darkness does light shine and
it misses the way we use to sit and breathe together inhaling and exhaling