There has been an itching inside of my head
going on for a while now,
I have tried to ignore it,
and just push it down into the void.... more »
All I could hear was the voice
that has long since haunted me.
'Tucson to Cuidad Juarez now
boarding'.... more »
It was a moment of chance,
a game of luck,
and then she appeared in my horizon.
Like the frozen, dreaming,... more »
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Her smile spoke to me.
The shine of her essence spoke to me.
It was the way she held her book
as she read that sent a shiver... more »
Flavor Of The Month
Is this where we stand now?
Bought and sold to the multinational
Cheap whores... more »
Four walls of adobe.
Those four walls were
painted a light green... more »
Ghosts In Adobe
These adobe walls hold
all of yesterday inside.
It is all just dust and
empty tears.... more »
Green And Grey
I can still remember your avenues
and the rhythm of your heartbeat.
The traffic did not take one
thing away from the passion... more »
In The South
Rode the hound down into New Orleans,
days spent in Ozona
sleeping through the memories.
Texas was one big dust storm... more »
Ode To A Huntress Moon
I can still recall the cold air as it breezes
by those memories held inside
for so many years.
I wonder if the ground appreciates... more »
I'm waiting for the moon to shine
bright in the horizon.
Maybe I should get on the hound
or take the train somewhere past... more »
Congress was beneath our feet as
we strolled down Fourth Avenue
and headed for a night of excess.... more »
That Terrible Motel Room
That terrible motel room
holds so many memories
and broken dreams.
The walls are tainted with... more »
The reasoning escapes me tonight.
Memories are flowing through my
veins and tasting tears with
every heartbeat.... more »
The Ides Of March
I can still feel the air of that March evening.
My hands still shake whenever I recall
that somber little reunion.
I had not expected to see you anytime soon.... more »
The Painted Lizard
The whiskey was always
flowing at the Painted
Lizard Cafe.... more »
Welcome To Arizona
Welcome to Arizona.
This is the land of privatized prisons;
paid for by your tax dollars.
We do not fund education.... more »
White Port (Revised)
those few moments as the
bottle was first opened.
Fresh, just like the new... more »