We’re the brave new teens and we’re looking for a party. Please accept me The dirty boys surrounded by our angels. Should we be scared of anything? We stop at a gas station where we meet a strange kid We don’t trust him. He knows a party so we go with him He drops us off a small dark house in Kansas We’re going to the devil’s party unafraid We...Learn More

Pick me up after school, gifted friend, shining fool. It’s dawn in Kansas City In the basement, in the park, in the pond or in the dark. We’re leaving Kansas City To see our leader, to transcend, the alien-angel near the end. We’re going to Chicago My sadness cuts, my drugs don’t work, I can’t learn till New York. I don’t recall Chicago Always...Learn More

You never clean up. Would you clean up nicely? The house is my head. Would you Organize it? You never clean up! Would you clean up nicely? The house is my head! Would You organize it? I’m not your mother. I’m not my mother. I know we mostly worked it out but baby I’m still Singing about it. You never clean up! Would you clean up nicely? You’re so...Learn More

It’s never enough. Never enough attention. It’s never enough. Enough love I try doing more. Doing more for others but it’s never enough to feel good inside I try. I try to forgive myself and others But it’s never enough. Never enough forgiveness. It’s never enough. Enough talk I try doing more. Doing more of the same but it’s never enough to make...Learn More

You’re not getting away, not getting away, not getting away. You’re not getting away. You’re Getting lost. You’re not getting away, not getting away, not getting away. You’re not getting Away. You’re getting lost This is your forever friend. The one who in spite of you still cares for you Somebody who knew you when and will know you again and...Learn More

This is my life’s work. I move at night. I dream about parties. I swim and take flight. I dream Of the old house. I dream about you. My dreams they are real. My dreams they are truths Water. Murky Breathing. Past Life Peace. Reoccurring Flying. Pumping legs to get air Astral Projection. I am here. I am there. I am there Always parties. Please...Learn More

You gave me a mix tape at the bus stop Cat Stevens and the Grateful Dead You wrote happy Wednesday on it And smoked a cigarette We sniffed leather protector after school You made the bullies think that I was cool And you said, “Do you wanna see my penis?” We drank your parents’ whiskey and we gave Each other head We drove the car into the...Learn More

We had a deal, a deal, you and I. You didn’t know you were to grow as my son We had a deal, a deal, you and I. You didn’t know. You didn’t know I called for you like a child in the dark. You didn’t know I‘d been awake all night “I owe you this. The truth before I go”. You wore that face that hides what you feel inside If you thought being on...Learn More

Ever since I was a hanger in the closet in the dark I’d touch other bodies like objects. Other Bodies like objects Ever since I was a hanger in the closet in the dark I’d touch other bodies like objects Silence is not consent. Verbal and explicit. You said you couldn’t say and now I’m breaking Down You bit my face like a rotten apple and blood...Learn More