everyone’s eyes are filled with what could have been some girls are alone others accompanied by lovers all waiting for their names to be…

when they have shaved the flesh until it drapes from the bones a mind begins to entertain the del… and an end will be had

the anticipation was staggering be… rifling through the closet for tha… a faded Misfits tee and my black leather jacket but the shows were always a disapp…

we all trip over our own comfort and wherever we land is the lie we build a home on whatever love is we only do it when we have to

time reduced to ash all the clocks were made of fire burning each second

he left behind a loving wife three children many close friends and the best damn dog this side of… sadly

walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu

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

i would be excited to hold it tickle its little belly and watch it laugh if it cried i would search enthusiastically

san francisco lesbian bitch pulls no punches tells you what it is

i was 24 riding the Amtrak for the first ti… with a six hour layover in downtow… i left the station looking for a s… but before i found anything resemb…

there once was a drop of water misplaced in the ocean that was meant for something more never belonging with other drops lost at sea

regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost

she passes a man but her scent is the full moon and a wolf follows