the Buk used to write about the va… hanging around the downtown Los A… looking around the library here on 8th & Rio Grande i think
the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here
sobering up is a lot like waking up you don’t really remember your dre… but you know they were more exciti… than this
i walk like an appetizer onto the moonlight tongue the wine is in my blood
if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches
a best friend to kings faith substitutes for justice god will keep us poor
The ghosts will be waiting for me when I open the door, remove my work boots and grab a Diet Dr. Pepper from t… They will be snickering as I fill…
she always turns a light on when she thinks of me checks under the bed to see if i left behind a kiss
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…
i love music i know everyone does but i really do nothing can soothe me as much as
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…
fallen from the nest mother bird leaves me to die never to take flight
droopy dark circles around the eye… brown eyes sad eyes sometimes he pees on the floor they rub his nose in it
i almost did not make it to this p… i was stuck in the glory of old verses cadavers un-buried and admired like trophies
Sweet undying moon, I offer you my song. With the stars in tune, heartfelt, i will croon to you the whole night long.