COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
Napalm
I want to blow up my little life.
make it a little bit bigger and start over.
with an new/old lover.
just dig ditches for a paycheck.
burying worries like bodies.
write poetry on Fridays.
walk in the rain like a crazy king.
be happy and camouflaged from a lot of the past.
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