Pro-death anti-cop.. Terror on the screen.. Agent orange.. Everything green.. The front page says the news is dead.. The sword removes the American's head..
You make passion seem like your creation. Like a plane. Crash. detonation. I'm going down in an arc of black smoke. Kamikaze. Heart dives forever.
I walked with Eve through the garden. Where the flowers grow out of control.. She got bitten by a two-headed snake. She laughed as she bled gold.. I told her I'd build her.
We never ever change.. We make the same mistakes.. If yours gonna have roads.. You're gonna have roadkill.. That's the risk that it takes.. . Stone guns..
Deep inside I'm just a wolf trying to walk upright. The moth flew into the white light. The girl takes the flag from the grave site. Unrequited love kills.
I bit the edge off the wound until it pleased my eyes. until the throb of the pain was just right. I held my hand steady in the flame. I wanted to burn on the outside for a change.
The bulldozer need to push something over. If I were a house. The state would've condemned me. Beware of god.
She likes to be restrained then unrestrained. She asked me to dare her so I did. She put the handle of the knife inside, careful not to cut up her thighs.
Your holy wars a joke to me.. I live the life I want to lead.. Like a reverse priest.. Conscious mind.. One of a kind.. A man in. Present time.. A reverse priest..
She's got a neck. Built for my hands. The way a pine. Grows for the saw. . They say I hate women. They couldn't be more wrong. They couldn't be more wrong.
Lamar never makes it easy.. He always wants to meet me. Someplace sketchy.. I stick out like a sore thumb in this part of d.c.. Hes forty minutes late he keeps trying to gouge me on the price like a.
I used to have a family.. I used to be sane.. Now I walk through the sewers.. A virus in the earths veins.. . The rats are my companions.. The roaches are my food..
The bug tried to escape that only make me want to crush him more.. Automatic porn drug ritual.. I saw my reflection like a living sketch.. Like a bug smeared on the wall..
My sisters dangerous.. She climbs the barbed wire fence.. Changes clothes in the back seat.. Medical gown to red jeans.. . I can tell shes. off her meds, cause she's grinning like a death's head..
I wonder am I still a traitor if. I pick the winning side.. Tell me is this what its like to live as a spy.. Saying what I've. Got to say to survive..
I know better than to wager what I cant afford to lose. King of clubs to one eyed jack. Just like that. The rent. The savings. I lost it all. How can I go home?.
My book disproves your book.. My facts have been checked more closely.. And nobody cares.. We see what we want to see.. Fiction non fiction.. Spilling from the same TV..