what I love about this country is the jazz and the blues and

tears glisten like distant stars unreachable galaxies alone in the quiet of space dead planets remind him of his gra…

trust me i am a moth and there is light ahead i would not lead you into absolute… i would not take you into perpetua…

going out for Golden Gloves when i was a teenager i trained as hard as anyone paid close attention to the scienc… my coach

if you dream me dream me without these horns without scorn back beside the lord

Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town

early this morning fresh was the only way we could imagine ourselves soft to the teeth

stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone

Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.

i knew i should not have unwrapped… but my will is weak at the beckon… so i took off your dress and let y… a bursting fruit flavor supplement… made everything else go away

what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words

as summer wanes a chill comes about the air darkness replaces sunlight and the leaf loses it’s grasp upon… it cannot be blamed for its fall

every song smoking drinking partying with

last seen at the brink of the abys… screaming at god laughing at the devil and smoking loose tobacco dark eyes and burnt skin

streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots