while hurting
from yet another lash
too much life
for just one brain
consider once again
a simple
song
way
life
all
no more
no less
than true wood
old iron
and clean air
a two chord bliss
no why
did you turn down
this
for wide roads
wanton rambling
rose gardens
and sickly sweet
sour syrup wine
and that poisonous
swollen kiss