Some say our Time on Earth is borrowed
I say it’s not...
I may seem smart
But the truth is...
I am a baby and I will just cry
Nearly 24/7 and I don't know why...
There's no point to complain
All you do is start again...
Morning has broken
There's no afternoon...
Gender roles...
A soul,
so beat to its foul...
discarded condoms
on streets use to be the worst...
The pitiful blossoming,
Unquenchably craved...
Marching on Congress
Confirmed a widely held view...
Cigar smoke drifts across the room
and cradles the aroma of fresh espresso...
Once again we make preparations for
an atypical situation...