‘In-Between Societies’
Medicated, jaded, still rippin' that steel when anxiety tortures me I quit my job year after fuckin' year.
I've lost friends.
I've lost family.
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...
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...
Only Romantic in Ink
Crack a Steelie kid.
Hoppin' them trains ain't easy.
Drinkin' and smokin',
Bein' free is hard.
No responsibilities,