turtle butt

hold on babe cause we go here around and bound for mishap again over asunder over grover under driven livid just wait to the throws of why everyone glow even if morose in sun or snow glob of light maybe without sight even reason or delight to know its ends just love and sin smile just winning given or proud aloud its beginning

drink it out

everyone has their pouring troubles
just mix them with some amber bubbles
let that baby face be stubbles
mabye go and break some shit
i know where there are some old computers
the bin full of glass bottles
or we could find out where that guy you hate lives
i'll go

dec.06

no bad dreams this morning
not hungry
not even thirsty
no pending trail
or fear of the police
no absorbent fine
no bitter coffee
no dead battery
no belly ache
just a heel bruise
red corduroy hat
unfinished mix tape
and a dirty thumb