Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Boots Puller
I gotta pull my own feet
Across the street
They used to work fine
But I drank too much wine
When they died
I stayed inside
And drank some more booze
Until my mom sent me shoes
Which returned my desire
To dance in the fire
So now I feel found
And I'm all around
Dragging my legs
To the brightest light
And the loudest sound





