i looked to my right hoping to see a bass player keeping the low end tight behind me hoping to see someone
the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles
my knee is there if i need to bend my leg my knee is not there for me to beg if you place an empty plate in fro…
I keep coming back just when ya think “there is no
watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights
all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise
a man must find his way to live in the world a poet must find his way to let the world live
submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice
sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks
when she wants only to see the heavens choke patience lost in all things
the anticipation was staggering be… rifling through the closet for tha… a faded Misfits tee and my black leather jacket but the shows were always a disapp…
illuminated with the yellowish-ora… parked alone now waiting to be driven away by the last man at the office dedicated to his job
You have found me smothered in a shadow. You have stumbled up a child; one whom carries storm clouds arou…
Life is a series of tragedies with… But what is good for those who suf… than what is good for those who do… —for Brian Salvador Curley
sobering up is a lot like waking up you don’t really remember your dre… but you know they were more exciti… than this