We were having the time of our liv… Two friends seeking joy We bonded over the basest things Doughnuts, kerosene, and Playboys

Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today

I pour my heart into these prose Because I feel I need to go Into the darkness that will show What needs to surface from below

My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

If we would just ask Mother Nature for answers We might find our truths

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme

I’m like a pretzel Simple ingredients And a bit twisted

You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think

Your face Transcends Garnish

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

Give me... A campfire, Smokes, And a bottle of rum; I’ll regale you all night long.

I wanna kiss your scars I wanna smell your stank I wanna taste your tears I wanna lick your taint I wanna hold you close

Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works

I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold

You don’t know me You don’t own me You don’t show me Paradise Only tease me