choirboy

the city casts a shadow
of the perfect crime

gone fishin

and i feel like this can all come to no good
the kids who populate these cul-de-sacs
will never know what stood
beneath their cookie-cutter houses
fields and streams and woods
they'll sit in cars and wait for mom to drive them out of this boring neighborhood

heinz

when we meet on neutral ground
i can't believe how good you look

interpretive dance

i gotta get my voice and my fist on the same page as my heart

gangbangers

How do you follow up the past few days of posts? Fun at the Q-Mart!






every cheap hood cracks a bargain with the world
ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl

nicole

she had eyes bright enough to burn me
they reminded me of yours

thanks again trevor

we walk light
down the wires
higher than weather balloons
empty hearts on fire