365 8/1

 

Once there was a way to get back homeward

Once there was a way to get back home 

Sleep pretty darling, do not cry

And I will sing a lullaby

365 11/2

But now it's me who's being low and looking for

the bullet shot.  All my life, I'd heard the warning

in his voice and in the moment's heat

I hear it yet.

365 10/27

The curtains are shut, the furniture is gone

I'm transforming, I'm vibrating, I'm glowing

I'm flying

365 2/21

Where have all my friends gone

They've all disappeared

Turned around maybe one day

You're all that was there

365 12/16

Name plait hair, straight metal braces on my teeth

Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets