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When all the drowsy metaphors about women and fruit have been peeled and devoured; there’s just you, me a bowl … Continue reading After Language
they say some things are better left unsaid, but tonight i drank all the whiskey and wrote it all down … Continue reading alcohol is your yoga, baby
there are no bargains here in the wild the wolf will hunt when he finds your scent as is his … Continue reading no bargain
so i write you these words and call out this tune just like the wolf leaving teethmarks on the moon … Continue reading teethmarks
FOR GORD When the colour of the night And all the smoke for one life Gives way to shaky movements, … Continue reading Godspeed Gord Downie
my mouth made for communication my lips their own language an articulate vocabulary to write upon your skin the immaculate … Continue reading lips speak
‘I’m Your Man’, Leonard Cohen The first time I got to see Field Commander Cohen live was on the I’m … Continue reading The Death of a Ladies Man
and then one night my heart learned how to win every war that i waged in my head just like … Continue reading the heart and the moon
i tasted your heaven was burned by your hell from both i returned howling from my wild within untamed a … Continue reading still wild