(2013)
Ideas and notions, they’re all for the dreamers, worth as much or less than one's considered opinion. You can’t even wrap fish in them.
My beloved, she has abandoned me. What’s left is a stark white canva… that repels application of hue or… Hopelessly, I gaze into the bleak… She is gone,
Sweet sultry muse, I declare this solemn oath before all that’s true and holy, that this earthly life and love are yours and yours alone,
Within this pilgrim’s soul exists a hungry beggar waif, who can never afford a moment of indifference or distraction. Alert to every aching nuance
I cried again today, and I did not die. I even know why it is I cried today. Because the truth
Why are you here ? Where did you come from ? Why have i been cursed with one so radiant and true ? There’s no time for your curious m…
I humbly bow before your tender me… for no other reason than I’m sorry… As I listen to my old pal, Leonar… crooning out his holy tunes, there’s a message sounding clear
I hold truth as the highest princi… I am a liar. I value honesty over all else. I am a thief. I expect integrity from you.
For those who only know oasis it must be difficult to fathom another way of life beyond the wal… amidst the shifting dunes. Those that follow gypsy trails
Seems no way out, but deep within. There’s a resonant voice calling from the depths of my being; I am not what you imagine me to be…
I am here now. I have removed my outer garments, placed my trust within your circle… I have come because you promised. You told me you would be here
I was surrounded by many desperate, troubled people. There was much drinking, drugging, and violence. Women were being bought and sold,
I stole myself away from thee and me, for love of sweet Mary Jane.
Your end? My end? Where the hell’s the middle? You say this. I say that.
Weep for the fallen warriors. Weep for those souls considered collateral damage. Weep for the profiteers. Weep for the deserters.