i'll be dead at dawn |
the bullet ripped right through his faceand took of half his nosethe devils on our trail againits nothing new to meshe checked into a cheap motel and quietly killed herselfyou're looking aroundshiny l...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Feb 2009 23:00:00 GMT |
social commentary |
A sea of fleshSome artless messThis captain has no vessel To sail the seasOf weight and sleazeA pirate must become of me a boat of skinwont let me inunless it's fitting form bruised and torna heart we...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Feb 2009 21:04:00 GMT |
cupid |
cupid needs some glasses
cos his arrows
hitting everyone
but me
the joke is wearing thin
im out of step
and i cant win
in this city
if loves a step to take
all i got around me
are blind...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Nov 2008 17:28:00 GMT |
uno |
Are the dead moved
by what music plays
How love tastes
A smile on a lipless face
Whispers welcome in
Of bone sewn
And hems hewn
A restless face on an eyeless dawn
There's trouble in tru...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Aug 2008 10:50:00 GMT |
