Life is just a series of minor irritations

Ego is scar tissue

Drunk on Josephine and my own Pheromones.
Bent waves as the trees lay by.
solar system sand trails sandled addled ambles.

Each  just another one of the other ones addictions

Can't think straight

I can't think straight, live with or with out you.

Can't run without my hip cracking, sing without my voice breaking, love without crying.

I can't afford my digs, can't keep the place clean, can't keep the electricity reliably flowing.

Can't hold your interest or stop your eye roving. can't keep from drinking or stop my head spinning.

Can't think straight, live with or without you.

him

I saw you in my dreams last night, More beautiful than I remember. shadow turned to golden light. memory became splendour.

September

Time storms by while September winds shake her heart