I Am Not A Farmer

tomatoes are not vine for me, they wither like commie raisins in revolt; my thumb is not green, it is ...

I Should Try to Like Beer

I’m on my back in the middle of the street. I can smell the shit on the asphalt. My palm ...

Another Song w/o Music

(LYRICIST'S/AUTHOR'S NOTE: Forgive the silence, if anyone is out there, I don't know where I've been. Lost in the summer ...