I Have One Problem, I Don’t Hate

There Are So Many Days When Living Stops And Pulls Up And Sits And Waits Like A Train On The Rails.

Drinking Is An Emotional Thing. It Joggles You Out Of The Standardism Of Everyday Life, Out Of Everything Being The Same.

I Could Scream Down 90 Mountains To Less Than Dust If Only One Living Human Had Eyes In The Head And Heart In The Body, But There Is No Chance, My God, No Chance. Rat With Rat Dog With Dog Hog With Hog, Play The Piano Drunk Listen To The Drunk Piano, Realize The Myth Of Mercy Stand Still As Even A Child's Voice Snarls And We Have Not Been Fooled, It Was Only That We Wanted To Believe.

Our Bones Like Stems Into The Sky Will Forever Cry Victory

Finally There Is Nothing Here For Death To Take Away.