ten bottles |
I was on South of Houston saw a bottle of love? For sale ? If only love could be sold in a bottle I would drink it ten times a day calculating the moment I would see you . Would it be on that walk to...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Aug 2008 06:05:00 GMT |
hum drum |
hum drum A pocket full of dimes hum drum
What used to be the tangled webs of misfortune has been washed away divine as to say I have been reasoned with, time will bring the well to compensate...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Aug 2008 00:11:00 GMT |
crazy thing |
Word to the mother drums that beat deep within my heart the sound of you finishing my thoughts before I say a word spoken trough that soul you find in me . that search that I have that possibility to ...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 19:44:00 GMT |
undone |
Some what wrong
yet undone
unsung
the last brilliance at this time you knew it was a wars ending salvation
the complete part of paint an creation that confused you while coffee spilled on you...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 15:55:00 GMT |
a staggering slumber in the fashion of |
A Staggering Slumber In the Fashion of Wanting Nothing but h.e.r
She was sinking in
The last moment of the empty beer can while sipping a cocktail made for her by all
Wide eyed as if she ...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 08:12:00 GMT |
A Crippling Slap |
"A Crippling Slap"
Clicking cracking banging strums on the mother planet of the crazy 88 a public enemy in the timid pursuit of wanting pushing to proceed the factual faceless frame of mind learning...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 19:09:00 GMT |
tamperiing with a lingering ease |
Tamperiing with a lingering ease
You walked into the light or did you walk out of it
Was that the somewhat anxiety of your excellence and time stood still
I mean it ma...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 16:03:00 GMT |
a new flavour |
"A New Flavour"
He cracks a hole in the universe with his off the head verses
Spilled the cosmos on his fingertips while spitting out the truth and the crowd goes insane at the same tim...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 13:33:00 GMT |
iimperfect similarities |
"Imperfect similarities"
I used 2 love colour and now all ii love is black and white.
A broken paintbrush while on its last stroke and now the bristl...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 17:11:00 GMT |
Chasing A Welcomed Tragedy |
Chasing A Welcomed Tragedy
How komical life has its way of being an oxymoron to yet live life like a smoldering cigarette in a bowl of water
Somewhat the same as an erroneo...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Jan 2007 23:11:00 GMT |
