fallen from the nest mother bird leaves me to die never to take flight
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…
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
he staples a sign to a telephone p… hoping that anyone can help him find it winter is coming and he dreads the thought of it
voices spread through the room like butterflies or wildfires inspiring some to try a new way of thinking
dressed only in screams showered with water and death life escapes by drain
trust me i am a moth and there is light ahead i would not lead you into absolute… i would not take you into perpetua…
sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks
black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd
so close to travels rocks along the railroad tracks never board the train
Sue lurks near my street I have thoughts of kissing her but fear to commit
when you’re going down the momentum is compelling to the point it almost overwhelms you at the bottom
there was a mouse that dreamed of being a wolf every feral feline throughout the… would quiver at the mention of him his mere howl at the moon
i watch her lips purse around the top end of a cock… sucking up the last drops of a Can… setting the glass arm’s length awa… she lets the bartender see we need…
he burns through the keys in hopes to unlock himself with freedom of song
