i kneel on two bad knees i clasp together two

misgivings of tide familiar qualm of the sea home where we are lost

i watch her lips purse around the top end of a cock… sucking up the last drops of a Can… setting the glass arm’s length awa… she lets the bartender see we need…

(a) his job (b) his home (c) his girl (d) his mind (e) his life

it was a particularly long day walking around in the Austin heat with too much on my mind i’d avoided the drink though it seemed to call for me fr…

i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems

as summer wanes a chill comes about the air darkness replaces sunlight and the leaf loses it’s grasp upon… it cannot be blamed for its fall

just for fuck’s sake don’t write it about her i know she loved this song but you loved it before her

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

he keeps it bottled for days like these vintage destinies rush toward the… breaths of dead fruits inhale deep… and he drowns himself in their req…

you only get so many nights like t… where the streetlights become tiny… she picks you up at your place for… and introduces you to Joy Divisio… blacklight and 80's retro music

tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight

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

watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights

into another corner bar they go climbing stairs covered in clumps… praying they don’t slip carrying s… hundreds of pounds of amplificatio… they set up in the corner