Yesterday, I was working in my yard when I saw a possum. Swinging in the foothills and he was all beat up and hobbling. I got a closer look and his foot was mangled.
We're goin' down the road. Towards tiny cities made of ashes. I'm gonna hit you on the face. I'm gonna punch you in your glasses, oh no. . I just got a message that said.
Won herself a pass to some far off moon. It was second class but what's to lose. And looking out her window she could more than assume. That you can't see air or time.
Richard Ramirez died today of natural causes. Got amped up on speed and broke into houses. Bludgeoned people to death and wrote shit on their skin and left 'em.
Salvador Sanchez arrived and vanished. Only twenty-three with so much speed. Owning the highway. . Mexico City bred so many. But none quite like him sweet warrior.
Salvador Sanchez arrived and vanished. Only twenty-three with so much speed. Owning the highway. . Mexico City bred so many. But none quite like him sweet warrior.
Every bird fall weak on lifeless ground. Every eye swelled from tears ever clear. Every seed broken in Spring lived till Fall. All your babies be around to see them growing up.
Here she comes breakin' through my window. In the early morning hours. For the moment, I am disrupted. But in time she'll make me smile. . All the wondrous animals.
I watched the film The Song Remains the Same. At the midnight movies when I was a kid. At a Canton, Ohio mall with friends. One warm summer weekend. .
You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back. Where there is love, I'll be there. . I'll reach out my hand to you, I'll have faith in all you do.
When I was young my father taught me not to gloat. If I came home too proud of myself I get wrestled to the floor and choked. But I forgive him for that.
Smile down on us sun, show your rays. When things come undone. All animals lead, us to light. When we can't see. Stars, saturn and moon, glow for those.
Cassius Clay was hated. More than Sonny Liston. Some like K.K. Downing. More than Glenn Tipton. Some like Jim Nabors. Some Bobby Vinton. I like 'em all.
Don't cry my love don't cry no more. A crashing sky a rolling screen. A city drowning Gods black tears. I cannot bear to see. . She lay under the midnight moon.
Come to me my love. One more night. Come on. 'Cause I don't wanna be without. Without you. . In the air tonight. So cold and strange. Winter of loss. When I have changed.
I'm Sorry that. I could never love you back. I could never care enough. In these last days. . Her tears. Fell on her pages found me well. On her words I don't know what.
looking out on my roof last night. woken up from a dream. i saw a typhoon coming in close. bringing the clouds down to the sea. making the world look gray and alone.
Oh Carissa, when I first saw you, you were a lovely child. And the last time I saw you, you were fifteen and pregnant and running wild. I remember wondering, could there be a light at the end of your tunnel?.
I woke up this morning, August 3rd. It's been a pretty slow and uneventful summer. Went to visit a friend in Santa Fe. Went to New Orleans and went to see my family.