the best shelf in town bartenders driving the drunks home
slippery bars make it hard to hold… captive against your will always lathered in the sweat of es… you elude any sentence
heaven throw me out but i’m keeping the halo you should have no doubt i am ready for limbo so hold me
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…
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
he speaks to me through early Alic… only with darkness does light shine and
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
voices spread through the room like butterflies or wildfires inspiring some to try a new way of thinking
love digs graves all around the world but i used to
A bleak winter day has come to me with one rose alive in it’s hand. I am asked when spring will set it… when the leaves will return to the… and more roses will bloom in the l…
when it is most impossible to be there for yourself
you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys
if you’ve show up to the poetry re… with no poems to read you better worry because you can’t go on stage with… so start looking for an exit
he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere
watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights
