The rain beats down on the hardened face
so full of youth many years ago
gleaming towards the love that was held in strong arms
smiling red lips that spoke to him
words that told him of things
beyond the world of hard knuckles.
Held in his embrace
more than words
more than shit shingles glowing on a southern home.

My head rested on the window ( Read more... )

Wishful thinking takes a turn
runs me into a lovely urn,
Sit and pray
Wait and see
For "The Lord is good"
Right?

Little dancers on a runway
raising hands for little Sundays
Dinner plates dressed up with salad
What we want to see on the menu
Jesus Christ what the hell is this?

The Cross of Saint Andrew by FIF ( Read more... )

Addictions only suck when you can't quench them.

1) What is the reason for pain ( Read more... )

Well, I'm heading back to Fort Gordon, GA. Which kinda sucks, because I was going to be flying towards Arizona about the same time. Oh well, I guess it aint "that" bad. So August is probaly my date, which has turned out to be quite nice because my friend Tom is getting married then. Hopefully, I will be able to attend (not to mention look dead sexy ( Read more... )

Dylan Thomas - Do not go gentle into that good night ( Read more... )

Light over crowds a dark room ( Read more... )

By the afters ( Read more... )