Dried Up

Hang dog you sitting and counting nameless stars. And when you look down you're beginning to fall away. . You dried up like an august creekbed. I mounted in an album.

Infanticide

A Fighting Word

when sunday's is over let me love you. we'd take our clothes off in my bed. i would rob your body, with my body. though you lied to me instead. you just rolled me over.

Donald Sutherland

When the moment finally comes. I could be the trigger. You could be the gun. That blows out the back. Of my skull. . When a better day arrives. I could be the winner.

In Absence

Dollar A Day

Your brother got bird lice. From a feather he fixed with a bobby pin. That's a small price to pay. For the privilege of being the indian. . He said I'll be your friend.

Disappointed

Found another chicken dead. Out behind the barn. Eaten up and full of flies. Summer has begun. . The heat is making waves again. Across the fields in back.

Feasts Of War

Epilogue

96 Heartbeats

There's no sign of love. I can see the faces. underneath the smile. everyone's alone. . And they don't believe you so. no, they won't believe you, no.

Dirty Backseat Car Thing

It's nothing but a dirty backseat car thing. Just listen to that jesus jumper sing. He's got the angels in his throat. But the devil's down there in his scrote.

Doã¯matic

Dead Fly The Birds

She bolts the door. To shield us from the storm. All the windows locked. All the curtains drawn. . Too afraid to look. Too scared for words. Out in the night sky.

Dataclast

Casper's Coming Home

This is sadness and here's what you can do with it. Leave it in a dumpster for the garbage man to find. This is disappointment and here's what you can do with it.

Cancer Show

Hey Jen. Its me again. Tell me, how ya doin. . I know. Its been a year or so. Its like I died or somethin. . The weekend just went by so quickly. And now its incredibly slow.

Corners

Civilization Comes, Civilization Goes

California Bingo

California bingo. Man I must be dreaming. Fascination on the midway. Listen to him screaming. Sounding like a preacher. Calling in the sinners. Says california bingo.

Calender Days

When hope is gone. We drag the pond. And try to look beyond. The dead end of summer. There's a haze hanging over the town. . So hide your eyes. Ignore the flies.