slippery bars make it hard to hold… captive against your will always lathered in the sweat of es… you elude any sentence
walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu
so close to travels rocks along the railroad tracks never board the train
shame of the ocean is the fish that crawled on land evolved to destroy
i think of drinking with the moon but Li Po already did that hundreds of years ago among the petals of China i think of walking alone into a di…
stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone
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
when you don’t know for as long as i haven’t known you start to get used to it you don’t worry so much about solv…
dreams need their distance she learned from burnt fingertips do not touch the stars
no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something
Deep in The Milky Way they will meet again. Reflections, and shadows. Never-ending satellites crashing into never-ending stars.
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
i thought that god was playing hide and go seek with me but it was just
You have found me smothered in a shadow. You have stumbled up a child; one whom carries storm clouds arou…
avoiding cocoons pride is the caterpillar that shuns butterflies
