Hitting the vase
Emptying my angst

Monster
Unsolicited stranger

Alone
Not brave

Coward
Individual

Fallen
Broken

I am better
Than this

I compare
The situation

To my past
Errands of old

Trusting my instinct
Breeding

I decide to
Runaway

I admittedly
Contemplate

Evil and vile
Thought or emotions

Suicide
Purgatory

Awaiting
God's descent

With Abel
Hating Cain

Fall with me
Loving gypsy gold

I want a call
For my name
Outloud

An Alabama wedding
I love her
I mean him

Derision
Decison unto my simplicity
Deranged

Mad
Glad
With a bag

Wrap it
Around her
Sunny head

Where is he?
I am sad
Needy

Cry
Beg
Constant pain

Undecided
Toward contract
Ultimate commitment

I love the lassy
Her name a reminder
Contribution to my youth

She speaks
French so elegantly
Must be my bride

Whiskey to the top
Bear upon Scottish glasses
I find her in poetry

Made by Latin men
The Italian romantics
Gin way off on the horizon

I desire not
To waste away
But I desire a high

Drugs do me not
They are solemn
Without true cause

Give me the golden brew
Mash without hash
A pack with the Devil

Upon route six hundred and sixty-six
Where the grass is dry
Animals eat the rye

Hoping for Gaul
Hating Caesar
Hypocrite of old

Neither Roman
Irish
Or English

But French
Possibly Americano
Spanish in decent

Hot and tame
Without blame
And hate

Going into
Fine literature
Desperate for a land of growth

This must be the old novel
Written by a drunken American
Of old colonial Williamsburg

Indebted to Wickens' Street
Hating London
Eating my bread and butter

Just like Kurt Cobain
Tasting Staley
Adjusting to Cornell

A.M. to F.M.
Splendor of unique sound
Hounds bark the tunes

CDs remind me
Creating a systematic
Shock of remorse

Where did the music go?
Under the radar
Abducted by Aliens

Little green men
Maybe women
I don't know

The current status
Of the world
Starts with a capital letter

Trombone an elastic
Centipede going into shock
Resenting divine life

Inhabiting a cult
A signal
To death worship

God's will
His' Answer
Is a sending of intervention angels

Trying to control
Will
Singular beings bent on loving Jove

The sounds
Must die
Along with a mortal melody

I'm aching to hear
Morrison
Pretty old Jim

Where did he go?
Under the ground
Circumcised in Paris

**** this life
Hate continues
To develop ploys

Designed to coax
Me into slumber
Without rifts

I dare not
Oblige
Such a dreadful request

It is ten
A hand hitting the six
And I dread the coming blues

What a horrible
Youtube playlist
Without Fire

Stuck
In an
Angry chair

Needing Layne
Confirming Jerry
Echoing the zeppelin

Angel
From down under
Contracting a disease

Without a cure
An antidote
Begging for hope

Gone upon
Crushing winds
Dooming blows

I remember
Their songs
Could them memories live again?