it opens with a violin slowly bowing its premeditated plo… stalker lurking in darkness waiting for a victim to stroll by the verse comes out quick
tired of her obsessions insatiable outbursts of self dragging her around angst smothered mornings culminating into nightly carnivals…
long begrimed with dust a floor looking for a broom love me for my scuffs
his grin covered in melted chocola… his hands covered in blood and no one to stop him thieves are not running scared they are running the show
in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here
Life is a series of tragedies with… But what is good for those who suf… than what is good for those who do… —for Brian Salvador Curley
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…
i dream of a world ruled by art where the letters that come in the mail are written in fingerpaints and tornado sirens sound off to th…
i think of drinking with the moon but Li Po already did that hundreds of years ago among the petals of China i think of walking alone into a di…
if ever he drowns a swimmer will miss water life regrets no death
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town
youth in his favor with young wome… a whole world ahead of him but the silly son of a bitch doesn… instead of seizing the day he spends his time obsessing over…
heaven throw me out but i’m keeping the halo you should have no doubt i am ready for limbo so hold me
