Queen Sandra, cool and collected removed herself from the way of a weak-minded coward on a sunny Texas day. They both drove the open road
By Markus Shields4 years ago in Poets
Tonight, let's conquer our every desire Let's escape to the darkness we shun when the sun is watching Wearing smiles lusty and wild
Dear Nola, I asked myself “How fast can a city move?" With brass winds blowin’ through the streets, bluesy rasp scrapin’ throat skin
Cheers to cloudy days To starless nights, also sleepless Cheers to rain without a bow To songbirds that tarry peep-less
Tell me one more time You're not mine I forgot I wasted your time one time too many The last straw The final grain of patience has fallen from the bulb of our hourglass and you refuse to help me flip it over again so…
My mother died when I was twelve years old. It was really something to lose my mother at that age because thirty years later I find myself wanting to ‘know’ her… as an adult, as a friend.
I want your crazy your lazy, no goodness. Nighttime filth is passionately obtained then sun-kissed by dawn's early light.
As you walk, as you run my child, never fear. You should always know your father is here. I’ve moved on from this Earth
