
Southern GothamBlood in AutumnSay they get guns to huntBut make the kids duck and ‘possum Dear little Matthew and Johnny We meant to be your daddy and mommyBut Donny promised me a $tack If I lobbied my soul, sold for a hat (probably)oh! With an “Art of the” autographed copy of your friend Bobby’s body…

Combustion like the birth of the galaxy A fallacy to think He’s not impacting things Like He’s acting as some absentee I imagine that your faculties teach Tact so you gradually graduate from the fantasy your accolades are pre-planned to be Its weird to worshipYour work and word We’re not worthlessBut our best is someone’s…