right at that age where she is lea… like a cynical fox taking guarded… in the forest still looks for someone she doesn’… but knows it is because she believ…
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her
it’s just the memory of the sky blue and maybe it only seemed so blue because it was the first time i no…
all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise
a mind at war with itself for so long thoughts turn into grenades or helicopter blades
if ever he drowns a swimmer will miss water life regrets no death
the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust
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
let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face
early this morning fresh was the only way we could imagine ourselves soft to the teeth
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
a man can be no more ready for Feb… than he is for his own death bringing in the second wave of win… icy flakes whipping in the wind relentlessly low temperature
going out for Golden Gloves when i was a teenager i trained as hard as anyone paid close attention to the scienc… my coach
seven years ago almost home coming over the bridge from a show in The Windy City we hit the ice
