My grief is anchored in the rain
I feel the pleasure
Boredom envelops me
Drifting comatose me
Eyes fight to stay open
Yawns take
No tomorrows
Left in shadow
I like the discipline to
Face the waves
I'm falling in hate
With this place
Days trickle by
Like a stream
I
Bruised she feels
Insecure and jilted
Like a thief he tried to
Speaking in rhythms
And talking in tongues
Burning down buildings
Of people y
"Sitting in the silent twilight
The purple half light
Of the twilight
Wrap
Cigarette smoke swirls I
Contemplate the circles of
Smoke rings that he
True you ride the finest horse
I've ever seen
Standing sixteen one