(2012)
“Tell me, what other than a woman is sweeter than honey?” Wettest, softest, brightest, most delicious, heated And for what happened next, it can’t be explained, Cigarette smoke float...
Speed it up MIX the two Drink what’s left Sniffing glue Bottomless walks
Everything sold in bright colors to attract your irises—everything to be sold at the perfect 99 cent prices. To consume, to burn and use then throw away, to take and turn forward from...
Its a hard ramblin’ road, I’ve seen and I’ve walked, On yellow street lines of pavement… And through white lines of chalk, I keep my head down,
I never want to sleep again see her eyes, face, her love withi… See her motion, grace, pain, and s… See her come, go, start and begin My heart boils, desire shall not a…
You remind me of an angel lost on earth in golden glow the grace and complex beauty of sunset over desert mountain’s p… A dream, just you and I
Oh brother where have you gone? You up and left when the summer co… You left me in winter, without any… Oh my brother where have you gone? I remember when we were young,
Do you want to know how I got her… Well I drank too much Well I fucked too much Well I prayed too much Call me into the empty auditorium…
Well I met a man, I had never knew, His tales deep and dark, Spoke of the few, Who convinced him,
Its a beautiful day! O! what can I say, I just can’t sit here and stay, I’ve got to get up, And go out and play!
A songbird blasted my senses, In the early morning light, Like some ancient cannon fired, In some long ago war fight, And at attention stood my eyes,
The pen is bleeding, the blind prophet is receiving royal word that the constellations must have meaning, and that within these stars gleaming there may lie a cosmic dream fleeting, esc...
The Purple Studded Rusted Blade, It come around the alley bend, With a Chrysanthemum’s fading pai… He began to sweep the streets agai… The Man who stumbled along,
I have laughed I have wept I have loved And I have left I have gazed
I saw a pretty yellow bird today, How it made me feel, I cannot say… The wind was cold, And the day was new, Yet the flower knew what I did no…