stuck out on a ledge with no stairs no ladder and no one to catch me

to reach for the pen only when you need it is a mistake you must reach for it everyday eventually it grows familiar with…

voices spread through the room like butterflies or wildfires inspiring some to try a new way of thinking

if ever he drowns a swimmer will miss water life regrets no death

i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun

the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles

in third grade i confessed to my c… i didn’t know who Joe Montana was because i didn’t watch football the boys were quick to emasculate… and i was ready to punch their lig…

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…

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

every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her

man that lives to yearn sips at the tit of poison no will, but to die

when she doesn’t love you the guts are pulled out from insid… life spills from the bones and your heart forgets to beat you become a ghost

some nights I talk to them because i have no pets and i am alone i make promises “tomorrow we will go for a walk”

it is not just missing the good times slamdancing in a circle pit with your best buds at a rock show blacklit basement parties