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
when governments fall the power goes out and civilization is in the shamble… of its own undoing Uncle Dan has plenty of survival…
love digs graves all around the world but i used to
when the neighbors would bang on t… screaming through them telling him to stop for the love of god it is three in the morning
i expose myself a show boat and a show pony i suppose myself a poet
the best shelf in town bartenders driving the drunks home
the way mom and aunt kim would get… when the video would come on mtv i thought “that’s the life for me” singing for the working class
when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…
the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you
short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
if you alone hold me as i battle for last breat… if you alone bear the burden of the body left b… if there is no one else in the roo…
there once was a drop of water misplaced in the ocean that was meant for something more never belonging with other drops lost at sea
i know that you miss me we were happy together and i don’t ever want you to forget i want to always be there
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
you took leave of Egypt for southwest Tennessee the African sun left for the warmth of Sun Record… i commend the move you made
