The Other side of the Bridge and stuff
Written sometime between 1992 and 1995 The Other Side of the Bridge Son, you are not old enough yet at least I do not think To see the other side…
Written sometime between 1992 and 1995 The Other Side of the Bridge Son, you are not old enough yet at least I do not think To see the other side…
Written in 1982 when I was a mere 18-year-old lad. What will you when you are old? when no one gives you a damn will you be left standing out…
6-3-85 COD: Overdose Methaqualone (Quaaludes) We used to talk, we used to sing together we did everything we used to laugh, we used to cry not anymore and I don’t…
I used to love you but now I doubt, it must must be over time to get out here is the story what its about, go on out and smoke…
Another scrap of paper in a pile of other scraps…. 4:50am Help me please I am going insane why can no one see inside and read my pain I try…
turbulent misdemeanors do not instigate insubordinate illusions of days that have not been a psychedelic world never to be seen
If you were to lose your sight , do you believe you could feel the light? to come of age it is a funny thing, often disguised what will it…
Question: My new Reality clouded by obscenity has left me in obscurity nothing is acceptable made to be presentable left it on the end table set it free as professed…
Observation, penetration, absolution and aggravation Getting ready, looking steady, all the anger is all so petty it’s all a joke its such a bore don’t want to do it anymore…
Poets of dread speaking of the dead sending the ghosts to live in your head shielding the flame of life again trying make all of you insane hear the voices…