My friend Jimmy works on the Union Pacific line.. Passed me a line about 9 AM and since then I been feeling fine.. Passed a fifth of Old Kentucky in his garage all day.
I scratched my name into the table.. The knife and phone just fucking lay there.. I orchestrate a day of routine elements.. These letters are are so old and faded..
Invisible, Inviting Vision Linger.. This Swirl Of Smoke Looks LIke Her Slender Body.. I See Everything In Frames Now. Golden Gilded.. Rippled Edges Wave Goodnight..
another senseless week of crowded thoughts and crooked teeth. morning frost and frozen sidewalks. all those days that burn inside us. swell up in the silence of snowflakes falling magically.
consider confrontations. this is a shy and quiet morning. the sleeping dogs awoke last night. the thunder scares them, stiff eyed. exercise (your exorcisms).
so you're sinking kinda fast,. that a great big light was your past.. this is more than waking up when you're still at the bar. hanging around with the queens after dark.
My anger is a sign of disgust with myself. A stewing serenade I hear the sirens on their way. The chemicals inside of me just kept on swimming through my veins.
the well went dry. my blood thinned out. i scrapped through. a thousand layers. of paint-like years. the secret's in. conjested grins sigh. i'm trying to find places to breathe now.
is it hard for you to sleep at night?. the battle glowing in your smile. and is it hard to tie perfection in a tie?. is it just too hard to say goodbye?.
"Are You There, Margaret? It's Me, God". . They told me where to go. (And I always follow). They told me what to do. (I swallowed every drop down). They told me bedtime stories.
displacement, the basement, isolation commented. relented six stairs down naked bulb, tired lungs,. tired eyes, crooked thumbs not up but sideways. for now. the rise and fall and gentle drops.