Beggar Sins, San Francisco (day 1079) May 8, 2014May 8, 2014 ned Leave a commentSan Francisco was a dream, And I was walking Heading North. Your curly wires, Your sunset streets, Your unlucky sins And a beggar dreams.
..And I Sang (day 235) January 13, 2012February 22, 2013 ned Leave a commentI played guitar all night long I sang into your wires I let loose the desire Bottled like a wild bee I held your reverb in my stomach I croaked your intentions I felt your sweet sustain Like a sweet soul mother..and I sang ..and I sang