i was born in a basket of apples out of place from the start always berated by questions like “where is your stem?” “why are you so round?”

you took leave of Egypt for southwest Tennessee the African sun left for the warmth of Sun Record… i commend the move you made

it’s just the memory of the sky blue and maybe it only seemed so blue because it was the first time i no…

youth in his favor with young wome… a whole world ahead of him but the silly son of a bitch doesn… instead of seizing the day he spends his time obsessing over…

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

Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,

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

isolated Sunday bicycle rides tend to compel long winded speeche… character dialogues from stories i… and plenty of l’esprit d’escalier i speak with the dead

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

there will plenty of time to be si… when the abyss avalanches down upo… burying you deep into eternal abse… so raise your voice while you stil… because even if you can’t yell tom…

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

i began to tell a grim story of a puppy left alone beneath an overcast sky at first i saw a lost dog sad and without

i have been trying to eat the moon the sun is too spicy and i do prefer a late dinner but the people i eat with are insa… and they vomit the stars