I could take you down, mister, I surely could, kill [...]

At an intersection between confusion and grandiosity rag people [...]

Not much older than four he speaks with the voice [...]

The wish is that the little girl in sleeveless pink [...]

Its rough paper felt shaved from ancient trees in wide [...]

His body was as messy as the Mississippi River   [...]

Past middle age I sit in the gnarly shade and [...]

I know you For me, it was an old Catholic [...]

The bartender was a Jack or an Eddie, chunky chested, [...]

Arrived ten minutes early, pencils, pens and paper clips, neatly [...]