COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
Tank Sabbath
Friday Sex in San Fran
is early,
clothes are late
last night.
Southern Girls
are easy,
but then they
break your heart.
Dress Me in Owls,
and forget me for now,
we will meet again
in the middle Somehow.
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