wonderland what is the sound of the last few minutes of life she said I wouldn't feel a thing, but women lie what is the color of the last thing you'll ever see frozen for all eternity and these things inside my brain tell a wicked tale and…

star just a star on a sheep on the side of a car and the picture in your hand from a distant land with a story can't believe this is happening to me another mediocre man trapped in a master plan it's really not the star but the dream inside…

afterdark midnight is approaching, the city still alive moaning and blinking and on into the night downtown, afterdark someone is reading, someone needs a light someone is hustling, and someone starts a fight downtown, afterdark a boy…

RPM 2014 heyday, what a waste everything’s a blur the color has faded static lines across the screen heyday, no one left to reminisce all those “one time” stories fact or fiction, who cares? was it in college or after this town…

RPM 2014 take a stand against the man when you’re backed into the corner bears his teeth and growls and scratches his claws on the floor it takes a village to decide how to count the many ways to know your wrong from right that don…

RPM 2014 clenching teeth through an iron jaw your eyes are just slivers on your face rosy glow on your porcelain cheeks there is nothing not a trace happy, are you? losing sleep the weight is heavy you can barely keep afloat clenching…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs I caught the flu but who knew it wasn’t terminal lie in bed and drink oj and sleep for hours I caught a fish and threw it hard onto the ground then cut my foot on a broken glass bottle went to college and drank…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs how high, how long practice safety first 2 doors/ no windows why for, why not barricaded lost the will to smile foods been gone for weeks the mailman doesn’t stop he says he wants his cut the dog might need…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs please cry me a river bare your soul, your bleeding heart til death do us part statistically you win that one innocence never ending through will alone, I carry on just enough, barely try, failure’s not much…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs my allowance doesn’t allow me when the price tag goes too high and as I explore the dollar store each plastic ware a treasure cause there’s nothing in my pocket a blind girl on the corner with a bucket full…