You Never Answer.
I can’t sleep in my own bedno one to tell me a good nightso I crash out on my couch insteadweeks now with the tv on quiet You were the
I Am The Wreckingball
I am not mortar, I am mortal,A force of destructionabout as cordial as a wreckingball.A kiss like breaking brick,that sickening feeling in your stomach.Came seeking shelter and founda splintered white
The Worm Song.
I don’t think you know where I’ve beenI’ve been playing with the worms againI want to know just how they communicateI’ve been screaming yelling till I’m blue in the faceI’ve
The Winter Bride.
It’ll snow on the day I wed It’ll snow on the day I wed even if I’m a summer bride the lakes will freeze, the bridges ice It’ll snow on
Will.
the rain came downback washing alley waysdrowning men out of holes…the water ran redas people lost skinand a frightened young manlooked down upon his toes…he¹s in danger of getting his
Well Plumbed.
Read the warning on the box and read it carefully. Read it in your right mind and unpack the package carefully. It’s the chemical outside changing the chemical inside of
The Weight.
Did I show up right on timeas you were finishing the crescent on a question markI closed in a circle?But once you were minethe weight upon your hand and the
We Must Be Ships.
You know in my heart, you’re a stowawayand though I’ve sent in the dogs,I can’t seem to make you go away,In spite of all of the floods.And I’ve asked Poseidon
the Vow Song.
quite the crush we have hereshe comes from no-where on the nothingand I wish there was something therebut then again maybe I don¹ta goddess of highway she¹s a bus she¹s
Valeri.
The flesh in my bones is not quite as thick as it used to beSome days I think that the ridges in the tips of my fingers have been worn
