here come the angels


 
and here come the angels

choking on their vomit

 
only the good shit gets

served around here

 
it separates the men

from boys

 
pretty soon you'll have

a few fuckers out at the

bar

 
wait until they see what

was charged to their credit

cards

 
it will usually be myself,

the bartender and a woman

well past her prime still

going at the end of the

night

 
the woman will look down

at me and i'll have that sure,

why not look on my face

 
she'll want to go to her

apartment but settle for

the parking lot

 
the kind of woman that

keeps society moving
along
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fire up the imagination

 

and here are the old

women showing

a little leg

 
and my lack of morals

starts to fire up the

imagination

 
the first love of my life

just had her birthday

 
doesn't look any different

than she did twenty fucking

years ago

 
and here i am
 

a fresh slice of hell

 
cheated death a few times

 
more scars than brain cells

most days

 
soon to be just another genius

stuck living in a trailer park


making the best of whatever

the fuck this happens to be