

Friday Bloody FridayMocked, condemned and killed by those who, that morning, gave praise.Friday Bloody Friday
Dragging his own torment and execution. Through the crowd he came to save.
Cross carried on his 40 minus 1 times beaten back. The sin of others weighed heavy on his shoulders.
Golgotha, how could we forget your name?
Beaten for the crime of others. Hung between two murderers; they thought him their equal.
They were scared; those men of religion. He haunted their dreams of do


A Foggy Day In London TownThrough the sepia tone of the midnight fog through the corner of my eye, I see her.A Foggy Day In London Town
I see her saunter slowly, balancing on her 4-inch heels, down the dock.
She lifts her face out of the ruffles of a fur coat and time stands still
Piercing eyes; emerald green radiates like lights on the pier, through the murky seaside.
The foghorns bellows; a gust of wind pulls the strings between us and we brush in


On With The ShowI grab my bag,On With The Show
check my wallet, got my tickets? Let’s go.
White knuckles gripping the handlebar of my 10-speed. Speed bumps - mean little traffic - mean less.
Skid to a stop, quickly tie up my bike, I bloody book it.
Panting, heaving, I hand the driver my change.
The bus ride to the your
first concert is always a long one. S


640 SCOTT RD STN.The squeaking tires of the bus, sudden gust cool air, wake me as I fall from my seat onto the dirt encrusted flooring.640 SCOTT RD STN.
I notice her coat; the colors of fall. I notice the winding ivy printed on her sweater, the color of the rose (held gently) in my corduroy coat.
I slip off my headphones, we exchange courtesies; She lives on the island, mother and boyfriend.
As the bus drives past the lumberyard she tells me of fights &nbs
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“Now me lay down
to sleep.
Mow da zeebas down
like sheep.
Give dem to me
nice and dead.
Me no happy
‘til me fed.”
-Bedtime prayer of crocs (Pearls Before Swine)
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