My face feels pretty after I finish yoga
I won’t be a forty-something wreck.
I want a Camaro that will drive.
Raining makes us feel restless
winding down the road
a parrot’s tropical paradise when the night continues
Winter here seems long
my thirst from a beautiful sleep.
Fight your own insanity. There’s one small pill
With the medicine to make a world of good news be yours.
Would you like me to name it my hero?
How, if I feel my stomach aching?
What if I told you I didn’t like to swallow
drop it on my tongue if you’d like it.
Taste it’s evil pleasures.
Worship the way it feels now or someday forget you wouldn’t listen
if your nerves were saying yes, i love the way it pulls