Lone I stand
understanding them all
Hand red with labor and pain
Sometimes I miss my childhood
My children and laughter
Like it was happiness I was really after
Its not.
I am the last of my kind.
The oldest tree in the forest.
The rare beast one horning through dreams and painted fields,
I am the elder. The answered question.
Who am I?
I am protector of legends.
I am Not a unicorn.
But i am the rhino in the garden.
Testament the torn
Don't forget to be porn reborn in boring skin settle on the subtleties that life throws at you hatchet for a wedding daze we've frequently fried ourselves from feeling any fight the frost bite the day hates taking breaks not allowed even if your group of clouds wedding in the Sun letting in the one hopefully we get this right before it all goes wrong and we fall apart like to meet decaying meet on the counter for word forward lol forward
This isn't my lone wolf act.
Its my name.
Leader of lost and maimed,
the scared and misguided.
I had a plan.
But everything collided inside.
It fell short on bravado and bullshit.
Its time for plan B.
Follow my footsteps.
Broke up Next to
shrapnel stinging
softsides of tiptoes...
We know this and
the how it so often goes,
Help me help you help us
Let's tear open a kitchen and make broken breakfast like my father never died
Scars today
medals tomorrow...
All we need...
we already are...
Together... we will be
The B Team.
A crack-pot group of drug addict refugees,
Those worth more than the bottoms they are found on.
The broke, the beautiful, and the brave.
No one is left behind.
some days we spend
finding holes in ourselves
that we put there
we put too many of them there
and you can't tell oranges
from bananas anymore
Unless they get stuck in your teeth
like some kind of lost belief
we all fell from the trees
I'm not the only one
you
you too can find this
the way
the Lost
The real hard
haggard to have
the heart cost
be my valentine
my dead father Valentine's heart
broken or lost a suicidal thoughts
we were all born to rock
back and forth
but there's no mentor
To this swaying
riding alone is no way
to go home we know
where the coffins end up
Just another Jon Jon Jon Tron
Sassy ashes,
be my only lighter
later
be my only dark spot
on the moon
be my maybe we should pay the rent,
be my valentine
& let's make something out of it
Free range rearrange awful so what's the deal
was dying young
yo i know somebody on foodstamps
cheating on her husband
Something about home cheated you feel anyway
Fishing hold your secrets pack your things
head back
to the apartment
seabrains
Her skill is ignoring men appointed
Chaos on no christmas craigslist leftover free box children's face
she brings
Guilt and suitcases
we all wanna travel
so lows
In high perspective
I'm not a millionaire
what do you think this money grows out of my ass
we need cash
get a job
Get to gigging
your way to the rain
I need money please
we are going to have a real tight
real real tight month
going down
here's the 2014 financial report
...broke
flat even
See that Value Village has closed its doors
what you gotta do it
planet submitted admit it thrift store has to close economy dead we found her around floundering on the ground the bitch didn't have a dollar later you couldn't call her are you for real she's just statistic a dipstick with lipstick on the sidewalk your only concern tonight getting it on your shoe you look over your shoulder back at her flipping flapping fluttering wonder of muttering motored words like maybe she matters
You think i bet she has a tight wallet
