clear skies are the feathers with which the lesser gods tickle their twats and dicks sunshine is the gleam of a puckered asshole
disregarded flesh from abattoir to your plate feeding dominion
squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier
word traveled fast about the man with the crying ears sad with silence an absence of music left an absence in him
sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks
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…
into another corner bar they go climbing stairs covered in clumps… praying they don’t slip carrying s… hundreds of pounds of amplificatio… they set up in the corner
a mind at war with itself for so long thoughts turn into grenades or helicopter blades
plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing
i drifted onto your shore a withered vessel the skeleton of a ship torn sails draped over masts like dead bodies
tears glisten like distant stars unreachable galaxies alone in the quiet of space dead planets remind him of his gra…
they’ve never looked as deeply as… into the centers of your alluring and final eyes they’ve never watched you dance slowly and dark like the end…
short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
our savings accounts cry out for m… but we only have so much to give coins jingling away in the pocket a few dirty fives in the wallet the shelves are in need of grocery
it was a particularly long day walking around in the Austin heat with too much on my mind i’d avoided the drink though it seemed to call for me fr…