i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father

sobering up is a lot like waking up you don’t really remember your dre… but you know they were more exciti… than this

now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too

we all trip over our own comfort and wherever we land is the lie we build a home on whatever love is we only do it when we have to

loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice

desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst

i looked to my right hoping to see a bass player keeping the low end tight behind me hoping to see someone

sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul

you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys

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

with the lamplight at my back it feels like someone else is ther… my ears are full of wax and ghosts everything i hear is haunted headphones plugged into a headston…

tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow

panic is my dance partner and

though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting

sometimes the butterfly is afraid to leave the cocoon that its wings are too bright that it might be shunned by caterpillars