The balance of my silver |
The balence of my silver please
There's a sing song act to ya particular
Posted by on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 09:36:00 GMT |
Searching the catalog cabin |
There was a girl
Who's name still rings
Well aware of her place
In the scheme of things
Jane lived to hide
In plain Jane sight
she'd do things certain women'd never try.
Her hurt held...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jan 2007 14:10:00 GMT |
the meat on the leg |
forget it
we've done it
now live on the loss
Holly
and Ivy
In the Land of the Cost
Don't you get it
you idiot
There's bound to be ends
Good ones
and old ones
It all depends
What runs
In between them
...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 17:24:00 GMT |
Small planes growl |
Small planes growl
While big engines purr
growl their gloves
on a shirt sleve's burr
Pull the burrs
And they light on fire
I swear her nose
Smells smouldering tires
And I
Wont wish for ...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 09:49:00 GMT |
Summer's Underway |
Sunlight
Vacuum cleaner dust because at five A.M. things had to shine
Your skull is something I can trust
Can I trade you straight across for mine?
And don't it make you feel so fine
Summer's underwa...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 09:15:00 GMT |
Phoney Bologna(sp) |
People can be so shallow. They write to you and pretend to be into your mind when all they care about is how people look. Like they're some sort of raving beauty or something. You may think ...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 08:57:00 GMT |
Halfway Round the World |
They said you'd left someplace for the city
In a bee you'd borrowed
She'd taken your stings and not given any
And buried her head in her hands
They said you'd left somewhere for the country
In ...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 00:07:00 GMT |
Hello Devil |
Hello devil
Step inside
I expect you
To keep the lamplights
Low tonight
To protect you
All of my angels
Have all died
All except you
That you crawl in me
Deep inside
Don't protect you
I thee we...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 00:05:00 GMT |
Worst title Ever |
Said whither she goes
despots tumble before her
totalitarian woes
become politically warmer
highlights tun on the lows
yeses turn on the nos
she's practiced in her approach
impossible to resist...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Nov 2006 10:27:00 GMT |
Henrietta Lee |
Someone's crawling cross the lawn
She's coming up to see who's side i'm on
And her hair hangs down across her breast
And she's a most unwelcome guest
And I
I won't be alive for long
Tonight i'll die
Y...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 16:16:00 GMT |
