(2015)
Es que tengo un nuevo trabajo, escribo poemas al por mayor, ¿Cómo que mal? ¿Todo el rato mal? No puede ser. Ya tu pero es que las cosas están fatal contigo y encima la mierda de lo...
under my tumour un-genius copied intent brain are turqouise… stolen pebbles and ruby gems mixed… people from your history not my own schooling of
There’s always a Church Street and a Starbucks Cafe and sometimes too, a Shopping center Rise where people greet and Main
I could write A thousand love poems That would never be enough To tell of what you mean to me. You inspired me
Look at me, who am I? my life has been one long lie. Fooling myself and others too, pretending to be what isn’t true. I am a clown with made up faces,
There’s only need, So much I’m l… There was joy, In all the lies J… Memories fade but the scars still… I cannot grow, I cannot move I ca… Engulfed by you, what can I do? W…
David’s Mind flowing through tave… heart sighs in dancing quivers remembering how those lies were sh… By the goodness of her heart. David’s new tunes twisting in time…
I am the wind whispering of eterni… I am silence. I am the junkie on the street corn… I am the moralist who condemns. I am the one who stops to help the…
It seems many lifetimes ago In a place unknown, never seen A wild-hearted woman I came to kn… The incomparable of all women And love embraced the passion
“Believe" said the Angel as she cradled the head of the man who slept Dreaming of his wife and marriage. “Believe” said the Angel
‘Marrooned …the…sandman…was…easy… Th e Eas ter Bu nny wa s Ne X’d… Tune in, little dude, tune in, tin… to hear the argument, while they a…
I was laying awake then dreaming of nothing Knowing that, as a man of pain He would enlighten my feet. I Was forced into a devil’s barga…
the funny thing about tears is how powerful they are the tears sliding down my face signal an apology to you for the emotional hurt I’ve given.
Silence from the cockpit, steady a… The pilot dyed his hair black beca… Next to me, who ever saw a half ba… Is he one of the originals. Not a rolling stone, but close.
For dearest beautiful who will hav… She would wait and wait. When I s… One time she blew a kiss and it hi… He blushed and handed it to me. I… At our house under the foggy night…