the crowd is divisive full of bickering ideologies and overstimulated thoughts of what makes us different we lose sight of the fact
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
we fly down the highway looking for the next bar open on C… we each do a line and head on in flirt with lonely girls and take bumps in the bathroom
if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches
avoiding cocoons pride is the caterpillar that shuns butterflies
into another corner bar they go climbing stairs covered in clumps… praying they don’t slip carrying s… hundreds of pounds of amplificatio… they set up in the corner
you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys
i love music i know everyone does but i really do nothing can soothe me as much as
black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd
my body is not a temple it is more like a corner bar in Wisconsin kneeling
what I love about this country is the jazz and the blues and
i dream of a world ruled by art where the letters that come in the mail are written in fingerpaints and tornado sirens sound off to th…
two mountains hanker to reach across the valley always between them
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
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
