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Trying to fit an old whine into a new battle.

Worshiping at an abandoned alter... Let my breaths be as long as her legs Let my breaths be as smooth as her back Let my breaths be as cool as her hips Let my heart be as still as her tongue Let my mind be as bright as her skin Let my…

November 1963. Oklahoma City to Portland, Oregon.

Scares me...sometimes there is no escape. Some things are for life. Maybe more.

She was going crazy. He was playing a word game.

Wish it was just something i MADE UP... (c) 2008 Royal T Music

OUT THERE SOMEWHERE Her eyes were blurry. Her face was painted Her hair was died black. Her purse was heave She said something. I asked her to repeat it She said, “Stop the car. I thot I could trust you.” I pulled it over and I waited…

Maia was from Georgia. The Georgia that was part of the the USSR. She drew pictures of her sisters. She lived on orange juice and tea. (Horns by my brother, John.) MEETING MAIA Where the tram stops in front of the Van Gough Museum, I waited…

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