tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight
we are all worth more than the bread crumbs they throw u… minimum wages
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
to the deepest thirst a drop of water looks like a rains… over a rushing river lips moisten with hope and the heart drowns with sheer re…
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
a leaf hoped that the branch would be strong but they were both born from an ol… and those dying roots could only h… until there was no choice
sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul
race against midnight an eleventh hour dash for the quick finish
you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys
my body is not a temple it is more like a corner bar in Wisconsin kneeling
A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.
apologies were often on the wind before her lips but when a girl’s got those big be… well
dying of cancer saying her prayers they came to bathe her she asked if would hold her Rosary… “of course”
she always turns a light on when she thinks of me checks under the bed to see if i left behind a kiss