COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
Agree with Me
There is a freedom in art and poetry
that I cannot locate in life.
There is a dark side to writing,
and it centers on selfishness.
There is a scene I am in love with,
but it doesn't work.
There is something wrong with me,
but something write with my Friday nights spent writing.
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