angels we have heard on high/screaming at the top of their lungs/stop! please stop!      we pay them little attention and the toy drummer keeps the beat boom, boom, boom, boom we stumble and fall, stumble and fall/the arms are tired, the knees bloody/when there are no more tears we sit/the change in altitude…

i think it’s funny how people who called themselves artists often go out of their way to be noticed personally dress hair lack of clothing enough clothing for an entire season if that’s you, ok and you probably could give a damn about what I think but you should be cool with a different take,…

it’s interesting as i grow older and wider, i dare not say wiser, i am able to look at circumstances , people and places without immediately passing judgment or assigning blame they simply are what they are or were what they were as we take on the roles our parents assign us, at least until…

no Maggie it wasn’t you, although I thought it was I thought about your sparkling smile amplified by the mile of wire you had in your mouth that inflicted so much pain and torture when I tried to kiss you as best as a 12 year old knows how your image always faded, even your…

yeah, i know by now it’s easy to see from your perspective but when your in it sometimes the shift is so gradual that only afterward can you see how absurd the situation was the shift has become obvious and much as i tried to pass it off as foundation settling even i don’t believe…

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