COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
now that's a text worth smiling over
black cave lightning
and organge blossoms
and my friend Keegan
and endless love songs...
I love waking up,
inspired to write.
it's your fault,
and it feels good,
especially since
we are about to be
swallowed
by the earth.
Newer Post
Older Post
Home