Dilapidated Desperado 

 
Dead-end desperado  
On the run bravado 
No water and all guts. 
One in the chamber,  
Raw dog love, 
Next town, new sluts. 
Dying horizon lines,  
Wasted time,  
Long trails and damaged feelings, 
Temporal being,  
Wrecked heart and clouds of dust,  
No trust and days die despite never healing.   
Ripped the whole joint,  
Crushed every beer,  
It was their tab,  
So, I ran it up, 
Then dashed on their pointless meaning. 




Yesterdays that Craved Right Now 


We are all alive,  
Living beautiful little lives of lies.  
Smiles that want to frown.  
Dresses that desire wedding gowns.  
Yesterdays that craved right now.  
The milk tastes good,  
But I miss the cow.  
One day,  
This life,  
Will straighten me out.