I wanted her to be up
banged up
I wanted her to be down
low down
Nothing cool seems to happen in the middle
You got to climb mountains
Or drown in shit to make magic

It is easy to fall in love
and as you get older
It is even easier

An appreciation
Of creation

Sometimes I fall in love with words


Where the hell did that come from?


The smell,look and feel of books

The fresh feel of rain after drought on the tires of your car
So slick and dangerous
A place where anything can happen