short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
a mind at war with itself for so long thoughts turn into grenades or helicopter blades
i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father
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 best shelf in town bartenders driving the drunks home
tired of her obsessions insatiable outbursts of self dragging her around angst smothered mornings culminating into nightly carnivals…
i would never say that Rock N’ Roll saved my soul but i will say that it helped me figure out what
fallen from the nest mother bird leaves me to die never to take flight
it’s there when nothing else is but the radio and a near crippling… it climbs around on the walls and… hissing like a poisonous lizard th… you cut the tips of your fingers a…
a $5 footlong at Subway before a meeting on Thursday Burnin’ For You came on the speak… i wanted to call you
dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed
i am the one most concerned with popularity found my way into castles to meet with kings and queens crashed parties with celebrities
in my timber heart her kisses became axes clearing a forest
brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map
there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men