letters in a voicemail

You aren’t the conventional man. This I know.

Lone wolf mountain

staring down from the top.

As well as you may think you may know me.

Lord knows I’m going to hell

Sold my soul to my baby.

Lucifer has my name, written on the back of the seat next to him

My darling took me there and back not too long ago

And on heaven’s gates, is where he dropped me off.

Oh well.

I had to leave my love even though he begged me to stay

I said I would only stay a week. Ended up being 3.

My baby loves me but he can’t be mine.

He lusts and loathes for other women all the time.

Like chasing a feather in the wind that these futile fingertips fail to follow.

I wanna be his baby forever,

But forever is a long time.

I had a sad sad day today.

He spoke in that voice I hate to love to hear

“Babe, I'm like a supernova

No dame or game can stop this Casanova

I love you baby and I wish you could be mine

But we weren't made for this lifetime

I'm like the wind and you the windmill

I blow wherever I please, atone to no man or woman. Free as the god that made me.

You stay still. You wait for the wind to gust, then you move. if you must.

I hope you had fun. I hope you learned something from what we’ve done

I know I’m the reason for that romantic part of you being killed.

But, Maybe in the end we can both be fulfilled”

I had a sad sad day today

I had a sad sad day today

Singing my favorites

Even though they are yours

I wept like a bird at sea hoping that you would call back to me

But I was riding East, and you fly in the west.

I love you baby that’s what I confess

I screamed and shouted fire and smoke.

Driving on that old worn highway

South on 84 and west on 20.

Familiar like the mountains and windmills

Pearl tears leave trails of where I’m going and where I’ve left.

Not to that worn wooden screen door.

No, not anymore

But the ripped billboard spoke in your voice and told me to stop at our favorite spot

Kicking bells shake the doors

I found the shirt you bought me at a thrift store in West Texas

The picture of you had remained untouched

The same mane that captivated me with one look of my lazy eye.

Sweet colors bloom on your rose kissed face

But yet the cotton stains with blue.

The same holes from where we tried our best

sewn together with whatever was left

That same voice told me maybe I should pick it up.

Just to pass the time I decided to see how it fit

1.65 a quarter and a dime

Once more, your Mine.

He knows I promise to be true

But how can I when you make me feel this shade of berry blue?

the admiral’s arms are where I go

I wanna see you, but I don’t have a choice

You never gave me one. You never do

in bed with a stranger and a kiss of death

I was the one who took his last breath.

Oh well

Baby don’t weep

I’ll be gone by the end of the week

Fill that tank with Skyy and goodbye

Then drive it down to log cabin lodge

Kill the engine and let the doors hit the bells

Like i said, im going to hell.

Oh well

Baby, pick up the phone.

Call me back when you're ready for me

And I will be in your arms again babe

Instead of here in his

806-606-5338

At the lovers' inn, don’t be afraid to call me late

a question of when. I’ll leave that up to fate.

Covered in the smell of my love and your hate is where I wait

I had a bad bad day today.

So back on the road, this wild horse goes

Dirt in my teeth and my heart on my sleeve

I held that old shirt with all I could muster

Dazed in the memory of what we once were…

Well I only had about 35 in my bag

That’s all I got to get me back on track

My car broke down when I stopped to pump

An old man with a cotton beard said he would give me a jump

Took all my money and then some to get me back down the road

I have no money but that’s not what makes me broke.

Oh well.

I had a bad bad day today.

When the driving turned from night to afternoon

I saw out to the horizon the most magnificent haboob

Pull over and throw those Chevy keys into the wind.

I thought of you as I embraced my self inflicted doom

I wondered if you thought of me too.

lit a muratti and let the breeze inhale the flame

I take the blame for you making me insane

Into the embrace of the tangerine sky

Where we shall meet.

You and I…

Headlights shine into my glossy eyes

Stopped hard enough to make your breaks sing

You said that I was such a fool, And you couldn’t live without your one true baby too

Like a fawn in headlights. I couldn't find my feet.

We fell into each other, clasped into our grasps

We let the dust settle and wiped the grime from our eyes

Baptized in the inferno. our bodies dance with faith

A daydream into passion in the form of a scream

sealed on the back of a passing dove.

Sweet love we make.

If I should die before I wake,

I pray to lord. My soul to take.