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…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs hard to not crawl up under a pile of rocks and die scrapping by on next to nothing swallow my pride protect and survive magazine it’s not loaded hope I get out alive all I seek what I got coming nobody has…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs try to miss you shortly must be my lucky day a week without a lovely fight best of all the choices shortly taller than almost never take a drink and wait for the cries of all the shrieking voices this one…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs I know everything, I know everything hard to keep everything separated I know everything, I know everything I’ll give you the answer in a little while so if you’re waiting you’ll keep on waiting the birdies…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs the first step ain’t so hard squeeze your knees together keep your head still deep breath count backwards from 10 to 2 to 1 off the chair kick the air jerk around inches off the ground the last step

from the album the Vulnerary Songs porcelain figure, with a pain in the head isn’t feeling so well better give it some air this warning is clear, that’s a frown not a smile isn’t turning around better give it some space there are rules in this…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs shame on me let you preach your foolish lies have to try expose the truth now the big surprise hey now, you listened quietly you never questioned, once the hate behind his eyes as if the venom wouldn’t spread…