greenback morning
the pane is roaring
have a word w the phone
a cigarette to wake the blue rise
west and fairbank a
piper at the gate
please write if you can
i do like the mean look in your mind
carrion men at the 5am stand
wait in fedoras and cinder silk ties
gaucho one in them
move to shake your hand
grace keep you in the white of his blind eye
temples ten stories pillage the dories that
syphon tall tales back from the skies
dragged and beaten
some shark that cheated
slips into the dark again wearing a smile
let the two lights
of los cruces you find
nightly be shown from its good side
as the girl at the bridge
burning both ends
the owls swear they found christ in her lies
screaming his bowls
hounding of hounds
I heard one hang once stripped to the chin
in life a mother
saint of a stalker
death wings like no other no friend
bloodlet the coward
w a cold lupin arbor
let your dreams knife arteries and stain the last mile
find waters still solemn
w stones at the bottom
w loves beneath those beyond where or when
let whats tenderly sewn
at the lip of a rhone
rip tailors ride sailors crossing the sea
and monday morning
i wont be calling
but the main is alive
and i love you, i love you my child goodnight.