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
i’m writing this to you my friend because the last time i said goodb… it was passive i thought for sure we would be
whenever i roll in to town i see h… forbidden wires circuits exposed and on display electric sin against god with satan clouding my thoughts
love digs graves all around the world but i used to
when it is most impossible to be there for yourself
i am the one most concerned with popularity found my way into castles to meet with kings and queens crashed parties with celebrities
going out for Golden Gloves when i was a teenager i trained as hard as anyone paid close attention to the scienc… my coach
long begrimed with dust a floor looking for a broom love me for my scuffs
clear skies are the feathers with which the lesser gods tickle their twats and dicks sunshine is the gleam of a puckered asshole
i know that you miss me we were happy together and i don’t ever want you to forget i want to always be there
man that lives to yearn sips at the tit of poison no will, but to die
black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…
there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men
