excuses excuses

rhymes on audio, follow?

pretty pretty

i love your smile to death
the fact it's attached
so such a tits ass though?

do i look like alice cooper?

always the
screaming down the street moto's
keeping me from tha
lesbian threes fours?
fuck.

but never a measure of love

the space between the things that matter second most is the most important thing

bad habits, smitty

my ties lie in residing in
that lovely black ink of-
thinking of ways i can ask
who has the lock to your key?
and all that. but i strike lively
eyes with the he that refills, drinks

so he lifted me up

so he lifted me up
from the barstool, smelling
armpit hairs to see
of being a really real woman

robert hunter

was gratefully dead

water dragon wasn't

a mother saying things like
shes
in heaven now
in a text

ink

the tattoo ink kept her up at night
with their unrelenting online presence

figuring she didn't mind, the tattoo ink
lounged in her desk chair, stumbling onto
girls of infinite beauty and problemantics

kd

Killdust

i kissed his helmet
when he didn't know i knew
are the affections measured in heaven

similar interests

they never talk
but their desk drawers
have numbers on graph paper,
lighters with wolves
and they listen to
the director laughing
in their ears at night