2004

I started this blog hoping I'd have the balls to let it get odd. So here's what I wrote today. Are they lyrics? Is it poetry? Who gives a damn?

2004

She knew where to find me
Long after the show
Her smile was a whisper
Her face was in tow

She said-
Zero the soul
To lose the coil and coal
And just remove the feared
‘Cos everybody’s weird

She said-
Some friends are like drugs
A knife, a look, and a cross
Light is the upside of dark
And found- the flipside of lost

But-
Treason pushed deep in stone
Will leave a print that’s made of bone
And a sailor’s crooked bait
Hooks a loser the winner’s hate

She said-
Grammar is sanctuary
From the roller revolution
Life springs important
Then recedes to institution

So-
File fortune under F
And carnage undersea
Fall backward into death
Counting sheep until you’re free