Heavy music gives the full moon power to
my shaking hands. Volumes of post-war
laughter is heard in the house that stands no more.
Footsteps serve each other. One is back and one
is reverse. I love you , so very much.
Are you sad? Are you glad? Are you mad?
Are you caught in a spider web
of insane convictions?
What are you going to do about it?
Join the Cajun tramps and
spread the rubber- Death
The legend is still
being led to the
cross. What crime has he
The drugs are inhaled through the left nostril-
agony of the confused drunk. Waiting on
the Love Song to disappear and then
he will consume strange pills
and toxic water.
I am so afraid of being alone. Being trapped
in the world without my love. I won’t
accept this life without her.