There's a knock on your door
One not of comfort, yet familiar...

Just one slip on a patch of diesel
And the big picture's off the easel...

Your allusions to grandeur won't not go abused,
Confined to your arrogance with redemption the...

The Churches are empty this Sunday
The malls, conversely, are full...

Ammie carries the water to the village.
It's as clear as it is still...

It was a time when we discussed Europe,
As a cackle-inducing aside...

I don't live with her mother, I live with another.
Not a million miles away...

I wonder if all your questions will now be...
You have started, and you have finished...

Note: This was written as lyrics for a song that...

Note: This was dug out of an old diary from 1994...

A hearse rolls by on this darkest of days,
Its slow wheels barely disturb the puddles as I...

We've painted over the best landscapes
And we know what's left is leeches and flies...