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Amongst abandoned parking lots with shaggy leaning buildings and charcoal black Windows, Another interstate murders one more town, self-labeled country boys roar through theHeat and Death of summer in their trucks, blotting out the holy sounds of church bells as joints Are rolled scrupulously out of bible paper and the ashes hover lag for a … Continue reading VI

Somber Thoughts on the Plane Ride to Seattle

There are so many things that I wish to say, but there seems to be a distance between what I think, dream and what I say, speak to others. It's as if I'm an actor in a play; always saying the right lines, but never knowing exactly what the lines mean. It is a strange … Continue reading Somber Thoughts on the Plane Ride to Seattle

Some Shitty Indie Song I Wrote Today Meant for the 90’s

It is some sadness which will never truly go away; like night it wraps its grip  around my neck, and I choke, coughing up the bad memories.  The days drag like condensation on window panes; pains me to say; All I am is a lay away from bliss, thinking over everything: about first kisses, previous … Continue reading Some Shitty Indie Song I Wrote Today Meant for the 90’s