now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too
in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
time is one my side but what time is it? is it Killing Time?
i would never say that Rock N’ Roll saved my soul but i will say that it helped me figure out what
dying of cancer saying her prayers they came to bathe her she asked if would hold her Rosary… “of course”
dressed only in screams showered with water and death life escapes by drain
walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu
no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something
his wife came in to the video store i work at today i knew who she was by the last name on her Oregon i.d…
time reduced to ash all the clocks were made of fire burning each second
she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still
man that lives to yearn sips at the tit of poison no will, but to die
san francisco lesbian bitch pulls no punches tells you what it is
the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust
it’s been so long without a touch lips pressed deeply against mine fingers brushing through my beard… i have reclaimed my virginity bumbling and nervous in the presen…
