scumbag

insomnia vibrates my body as i try to sleep
i rise to the blurryness still from the many drinks a couple of hours ago
i steer myself through the ny streets on a sunday morning
it was so cold it smelt like death
as i panhadle one person every block
i started to loose myself in the sun
and fell into the arms of fate
and found myself with a guy asking for sex for money
a week ago i would'a laughed asked where at
but soberness seems to no some morals
i needed to kill him trying to smother my well being
with his forest of puertican hair
so i found myself again taking a toke from a bowl
at eastriver laughing at lost memories
that i should,ve cried for
the retlentless of the road tears at me
memories of new mexico surround my lost soul
a forgotton lust has been reborn
i saw her hit me in the pit last night
my host in santa fe
in ny
made me so warm agian in this cold place
the cold burns my bones
the anew owner of my rat years ago had died
happy in her care
r.i.p. cunt
stergen from choking victom talked to me about lost stories of the raod
we laughed at our misguided youth ha
(i bow my head and pour into the earth)
for our former teachers who died in this war
thanks for cleaning the path