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
my body is not a temple it is more like a corner bar in Wisconsin kneeling
A bleak winter day has come to me with one rose alive in it’s hand. I am asked when spring will set it… when the leaves will return to the… and more roses will bloom in the l…
no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something
i’m writing this to you my friend because the last time i said goodb… it was passive i thought for sure we would be
on a night back in 1998 at the 24 hour Happy Chef diner in Fort Dodge, Iowa when both of us were drunk and stoned
i’m usually a dog person but when i returned to Austin afte… i met JD who offered me a place to crash while his roommate Karen was out o…
an illness so cold he sees flames as medicine and treats his disease
fallen from the nest mother bird leaves me to die never to take flight
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
Deep in The Milky Way they will meet again. Reflections, and shadows. Never-ending satellites crashing into never-ending stars.
tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight
word traveled fast about the man with the crying ears sad with silence an absence of music left an absence in him
joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair
human beings are animals and we should absolutely celebrate that when we are hungry
