She folds her arms up nicely. Lays them down Upon the table. Wipes her mouth off as she. Tries to find another word for love. She hangs her skin up by the.
The colors of the winter melt into the sea. The walkers and their pimps are back out on the streets. I look out thru the window to the theater of this town.
There is a perfume of rain. holding out in the city. Somebody walks on the side,. they're looking worried and busy. I am someplace in the night,. just near the church and the square.
There was a man I knew in the southwest. He always wore a big hat and a tie. He told me once "My soul would know no rest". "I feel there's like a shadow in my life".
In 1984 I was hospitalized for approaching perfection. Slowly screwing my way across Europe, they had to make a correction. Broken and smokin' where the infrared deer plunge in the digital snake.
what is not but could be if. what could appear in the morning mist. with all associated risk. what is not but could be if. what was not but could have been.
Silver Jews. Lookout Mountain Lookout Sea. Strange Victory Strange Defeat. Squirrels imported from Connecticut. Just in time for fall. How much fun is a lot more fun?.
Planes on the downtown skyline is a sight to see for some. It ought to make a few reputation in the cult of number one. While these seconds turn these minutes into hours of the day.
Father drove a steamroller. Momma was a crossing guard.. She got rolled when he got steamed. And I got left in charge. Living in a little town with my pedigree in charge.
Moments can be monuments to you. If your life is interesting and true.. It's just the same for a man or a girl,. The meaning of the world lies outside thw world..
Silver Jews. Lookout Mountain Lookout Sea. My Pillow Is The Threshold. I take decaf coffee. Two sugars and one cream. I don't see the use in staying up.
Silver Jews. Lookout Mountain Lookout Sea. Open Field. Open field with a window. Open field with no child. . Open Field.
Aloysius was a bluegrass drummer. He was just a normal kid. Blooming, tripping flowing under. Just as I once did. . At a 24 hour restaurant. Open to the end of time.
If you got a message. Leave your name and number. And we'll get back to you. . Sleep on your back and ash in your shoes. And always use the old sense of the words.
Auff!. Credi che questa mia non sia poesia. Guarda i prodigi della mia malinconia. Sarò la sintesi del delirio dei matti. Vi mostrerò i fiori migliori negli anfratti.
Se ti sfigurassero con l'acido. Prenderei l'orizzonte. E lo infilerei nel culo della luna. Spegnerò il Sole pisciandoci sopra. Se ti sfigurassero con l'acido.
Ti ho chiesto dove vai. Ti ho chiesto dove vai quando dormi. Anche tu sputi sui tuoi sogni. Anche tu sputi sui tuoi sogni. Quasi fosse tutto quello che ho sempre odiato.
I never sleep. I shoot up speed. I'm on top. around the clock. . I shoot up speed. a life of bliss. a new day comin'. I never miss. . It never ends. I don't have friends.