my fathers hands
the stars at 4AM
a first night in love in the grip of winter
man's magnificent stride
and our portion of the blame
the bitterness of failure
a psalm of forgiveness
the pain of ambition
blood on tooth
a neat diagram
placed next to stream of consciousness scrawl
taking pictures
driving distances to unknown places
being lifted over fences
carried over rocks
and carried over water

~somebodys life all placed opon the page fancilly~
~if thats a word....wonderfully done...I think~
~thats what I got from this here..ups and downs~
~mistakes when trying to do right and what not~

and what is it that orchestrates the future
should i be able to conduct her every movement
you would never need worry again
for you make me feel like providing
for you to feel safe and warm

~I fealt that here man..all men arent assholes ladies~
~and just cause we think someone hot dosent mean~
~that we wanna fuck them obscenely...nicely worded add~

i remember autumn leaves
with your hand in mine
non-persuasive arguments
mouths to feed and loss of ground

~nicely worded...great experiences im presuming~
~feeling like your on cloud nine with her..understandable~

a well done piece man...I wish you would have tried on me
because you would have probaly knocked me out....
or maybe its not like that...anyhow this was a decent piece

la paz