Cigarette in mouth, burnt rubber on the road,
A’rollin’ on a damascene highway; I-95,
Through upper Appalachia, with a winter wren.
Evanescent a child,
Carolina back then;
'I was dumb when I was younger,
I needed everybody for comfort,
to see in me a sleeping sun and a contour'
My median year in the stars.
Caught a peach I’d seen on House of Cards.
Each annum yields,
Elapses in a blink and life’s a séance as you enter the backwards view;
You whisper to things passed,
You’ll never be as you were
In MD we stopped for gas and came upon the NSA;
'I wonder if they read my brain in Carolina today'
Track Name: Someday
Someday one of us is going to die and one of us is going to be old.
A soul that was fallen for will be bereft,
It scares me to death, so I guess it's going to have to be me.
By night I ride the tide's malaise, supine,
Defiance is vain,
Embraced, my mind, it wanes,
Here's why all that we want is to get away
Steering a brakeless car,
Yield to the ruinous star, swing on my damocles sword.
How could I not get loaded some when there are tusks in the room
and they're piercing the womb?
We'll burn by air or fatter men first - hooray!
At night I dive in waves - defanged, dethroned, depraved.
Invites declined -
with me, I guess, nobody wants to get wet.
9/99; 8 on the 9th – I always fall short.
Louisiana - get the Sun in June,
Booze drive thrus – no straw loophole.
Keep hard, sweetheart retard, half decrepit child.
Hell is a process named the threat of success
and it smells like wet concrete spread on promised land.
Soda-sweet sleight of hand as our souls are swept,
Dare you reap the soil that splayed me?
You’re colder than you were
and older than you know.