Tami Every inch a mile & every clock eternity I miss you, I stay drunk I’m on my way. Three Months Now The side of my neighbor’s house looks like a yellow brick skull with a green hedge beard & dirty window eyes it watches past the driveway watches me drink backyard beer watches while I kiss the silver pipe watches like it knows something I don’t but I do gone three months now she’s not coming back. Purple Hair & Podcasts (for Ne’Cole) Pain shapes our paths in ways we’d rather not walk yet we arrive voic...
Like the title says.