Yes. This is JohnYou’d like to have your car by Friday?Not happenin’I’d like to oblige, but here’s the deal
I didn’t know about the hole in my heartwhere the child I’d been at 17stayed hidden, watching as I movedwarily along the…
I gulp your glorious chords this Junemorning, see yellow throats stretchfrom earth toward a worn fence.Silence is imminent. Thirst comes…
My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here,My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;Chasing the wild-deer…