BETWEEN sleep and waking up,
i felt the demon playing in my
skin.
...
BETWEEN sleep,
and waking up,
i felt the demon
play in my skin.
...
BIG flat bed trucks, with their cold flags
snaping in the air, their eyes are full of
hate, and their hands are waiting for the
next civil war,.
...
her words were rusty,
her life standing behind
old, there was artficial
chatter coming from out
...
the drunk has intercourse with his booze, his old man face is flush, and his feet shuffle like a duck on the beach, the drunk looks at the ocean, funny he thinks,,,, but the acean is not enough to live on.............
...
His mind was reeling as the shadows did thier dance.
his body became his temple as she began the dance.
the moment spent,
the lust was gone,
...
JESUS is white,
jesus is black,
jesus is a stranger with wings.
JESUS is a orphan,
...
death a drifter,
a pipers tune,
a fairy tale with icy hands.
...