Abandoned by the wayside, in the despair of the time, a chevy sixty-nine. Abandoned by the wayside, with bullet holes in its sides, and blood stains upon its seats, and a few dollar bills, scattered here and there, a chevy sixty-nine, with a shattered windscreen, and an empty briefcase, and bits of brains inside. Yes,…
Read MoreSilver and gold, so many stories you have that are untold, and the stories you tell, you tell them well, and in your eyes, your eyes that mesmerise, and that are filled with warmth, and that are so inviting, and joyful, and funny, and never frightening, there is literary silver and gold, and such wonders…
Read MoreSame time, same place, a different love, a different heartbreak, the cost of life, and at the same time, time out of mind, the same routine, feeding the capitalist machine, sat with you in a restaurant, eating the most expensive ice cream, whilst watching the world go by, whilst watching people with mostly sad faces,…
Read MoreBlack, Red, flowers against the wall and sunlight, and you, so magical, so magical, and beautiful and wonderful, oh, the elegance of you, oh, the delicate you, oh, the funny you, the sublime you, the wistful you, the glorious you, the humorous you, the beguiling you, mesmerising through and through and through, oh, you, oh,…
Read MoreI'm gone, I've been gone, I have been gone from your life for a long time, and I have probably been gone a long time from your mind, and now, now you call me on the telephone line, what is wrong, In the evening light In the evening light, oh, what glorious sun, and what…
Read MoreI beg to differ about your desires, they seem insane to me, oh, this incessant need, for you to be a star, to be not who you are, by creating false realities, wouldn't you rather be successful, by being you and being talented, rather than being a rent a gob, because what is the point,…
Read MoreIn the street, broken cigarettes and bottles, and ungainly people meet, In the street, where the wind it howls, and it tries to knock people off of their feet, In the street, the rain it falls, as the homeless shelter in doorways, with nowhere to go, and people pass them by without blinking an eye,…
Read MoreOn television, hunger and hurt, and grim resignation in the dirt, with flies bugging his eyes, the eyes of a child, in the African sun, a child with its stomach bloated, because of the lack of food, yes, another famine and drought, another failure by humanity, another life soon to be lost, another problem continuing…
Read MoreHigher self, Higher self, time out, happiness, meditation, relaxation, it is much better for the soul than wealth, wealth, wealth, because it is not good for your health, and some say money it Is a necessary evil, but only if you do not find the right solutions to problems, and you over value things, and…
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