You bet
there was **** frost on her breath
so coldly she told him to leave.
Just like that
he packed
his duffel bag,
fixed his hat.
Left and grabbed a bottle of Jack
and the first train.
Slowly he took a swig,
as it pulled away
better a leaving drunk on a train
than one that remains
bawling in the rain
after the tomorrows
flushing down the gutter drain.
He sank into the comfortable
locomotive sway
consulated their lust
wasn't deep enough to cause pain.
Smiling he toasted her all the best,
her and all the rest,
then he drifted away
wondering who would be next.

We will travel at 0 mph

A long pause

Hit play,
back on again
Ok to be you again
I will say ah ha
there you are again
Back at it again

Another round
Then another round
And another

Then I will go see a man in a suit.

Sick of this world,
I will just fall in love with you.
I like your face
You have sad smile.
I'm good.
I have faith in me.
I can make it work,
whatever it will be.

One day
I take your hand
hold your eye.

One day
I  give you more,
I give you better,
show you stronger.

One day
slower, steadier.
We wither
old together.

Earl Montgomery

Well I won't have to chop no wood
I can be bad or I can be good
I can be any way that I feel
One of these days

Might be a woman that's dressed in black
Be a hobo by the railroad track
I'll be gone like the wayward wind
one of these days

One of these days it will
soon be all over cut and dry
And I won't have this urge to go
all bottled up inside

One of these days I'll look back
and I'll say I left in time
'Cause somewhere for me I know
there's peace of mind

I might someday walk across this land
Carrying the Lord's book in my hand
Goin' cross the country singin' loud as I can
One of these days

But I won't have trouble on my back
Cuttin' like the devil with a choppin' axe,
Got to shake it off my back,
one of these days

One of these days it will soon
be all over cut and dry
And I won't have this urge to go
all bottled up inside

One of these days I'll look back
and I'll say I left in time
'Cause somewhere for me I know
there's peace of mind

There's gonna be peace of mind for me,
one of these days

You like to fix things
so they don’t go to waste.
Drop the tools
irreparable damage here
rusty parts
engine combustion.
Let it go to scrap.
soul needs reformation
Aerobic treatment...  
Be unblocked by you.
Go ahead
Blame the
father, mother
But check yourself.
Mr. A+ has mud on the face.

“why do you give him those angel wings”
“well, he promised me joy and roses to smell”
“hell, did you receive any of those things”
“i can’t tell behind my cerebral prison cell”

“what’s letting go to pain”
“what’s with the spot test“
“why do you still keep him entertained”
“why don’t you just rip my heart out of my chest”

“maybe these questions are foolish”
“you don’t know how...”
“you seem to hold onto something ghoulish,
but maybe it’s not my place to frown”

“maybe it’s true; you can’t choose who you love
you can’t choose how the stars align
you can follow what your heart is in search of
i just hope there are roses along the line...”


- t.m