lisdexicwriter

Bruised arms and legs
track marks leading to the heart of my little boy
crossing a line I didn't I'd drawn
when is it time to let go?
you know when you know

alone I'll walk a new line
find a way to see what sparkles just beyond
out of focus and waiting

Until that boy comes home
I'll keep a candle in the window

Been drunk, been sober,
run whore in Hondo and kissed a saint
Lived in the ruby neon glow
Hid in the shadow of a great oak
Sold guns, bought drugs
knocked out the rent and paid my way
Drove a checker in Houston
Shot craps in an Oakland Alley
And I still, to this day can't figure out how I tick
The tock of my...
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Another oppertunity shot of you arm,
one more dream cooked up in spoon.
Gone in exchainge for what?
Four more hours numb?
Scam some cash, take that ride down town
a pretty white boy living some dark dream
4 AM, your on the nod
while your pops sits up
typing out his pain

I see that little boy slamming his big wheel into a wall...
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Texas Terri is in fack the real deal shit! Hard rockin' wild woman, god love her. If you haven't heard or better yet seen her live, rush out and do so.

All kneel to the power of punk that is TT!

stick a stake in 2004 the mother fucker is dead. And bloody good riddance. Goodbye mutant texas pig fuckers winning elections. Goodbye greed swilling oil punks killing our brothers and sisters in the name of democracy. Goodbye cynical news whores reporting all the facts they are told to tell.

Hello 2005, you look clean and new, like most day old babies. All full of hope...
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For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
~T.S. Eliot, "Little Gidding"

It is a pissing rain, freeways flooded, noah get your boat kind of day. And i love it. Cold weather warms my viking heart.
I want to blow off work, light a fire, get into GTA and dow some terrorizing. Of pull up my feather comforter and snuggle down into a good book.

Instead I'll get to work, movies to sell, dreams to complete.

Hope...
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two dollars short a sure bet
story of my life
the jockey knows he'll win
the suit boy tell the fix is in
reach in my wallet and discover
once agian,
I'm two dollars short of a sure bet.

Love letter to a stranger,
No we have not met, old lines like Havent I seen you before? just wont work here. I know only a picture of you colored in radiant sweet desire, (mine). and a yearning to reach out for more, (yours?)
How does one seduce a stranger, all the old familiar fall backs are diminished by lack of knowledge. Honesty is the...
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Spent the weekend taking care of my older son. Got no writing done. This father job is in fact never over. I've been a dad since I was 21, been one longer than many around here have been alive. It is the best job I've ever had, and the hardest and the most fun and, and, and....

Yin & Yang.

The taste of water mellon...
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What a wonderful birthday. Had my anual viewing od "The Wind Bunch" I watched it on my new hi def set and it look so good, What a fine movie about the nature of men and violence. It speaks to my viking soul.

I am now listening to the new U2, a gift and I love those wild irish lads. Ate wonderful tempura and shashimi....
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Yes, I am ruled by fleshy bumps! Bring me your round, your soft and your feminine. Its all so good. I'm an unabashed hetro living in metro world. And I'm loving it.