Julie Pearl Morales

A Good Guys Demon

Screaming. Banging. Slashing
Over flowing with violence
Swinging. Drinking. Partying
Always following your cadence

Smoke that weed
Pass that beer
Girl walk-on straight
It's only half-past eight

Paint those walls with your thoughts
Fly high to reach what you sought
Take that knife; make a hole in the sky
Let the devil go down and pry

If you got caught and got stock on jail
Don't worry my dear; I'm here to pay the bail
Put that messy hair in a bun
Hold my hand and we will run

Open the door, lie down on the bed
Let me kiss away ...