To Those I’ve Lost
I really hate needles.
I stumble across them all the time in the invisible woods, under bridges
and by the train tracks no matter how small the town or city. It’s an epidemic. It’s always depressing...
The Ocean, Sun and Moon
It comes and goes in waves much like the ocean, the sun and
the moon. It strikes like jolts of
lightning and then disappears, lurkin’ underneath, and dwellin’ in the
clouds. This esoteric feelin’ is hard to
tame,...
Only Romantic in Ink
Crack a Steelie kid.Hoppin' them trains ain't easy.Drinkin' and smokin',Bein' free is hard.No responsibilities,Dirty socks, disease,Little to no bills.No romance in poverty.Only in the books.You picked your own life.Enlightenment of the road.Hedonism fades.Live between...
Hedonistic Degeneracy
I walk around to free my mind of this curse called thought.When I'm out there on the road it's a break from the boredom of it all.Sleep, eat, work, bills, a day off, rinse,...