OFF THE CUFF

SPHINX
(for Gus)

Stinks.

QUAINT

Ain’t

L.OST

Cost

LAND LINE
 
I will have nothing to do with the land. I will have nothing to do with the land the land I will have nothing to do with the land you hear me nothing nothing at all. My hands are dirty enough.
 

CONFESSIONS (For performance, I guess)

LET ME BEGIN
Hear me hear me hear me!
Believe me believe me believe me!
Bam bam! bam!

I think
because I can
Bam bam bam!

My brother’s dead
he caught the shoulder
not mine
Bam bam bam

Tumbling tumbling
tumbleweed
Bam bam bam

I cry
Because I can
Bam bam bam

I write
Because I can
Bam bam bam.

Listen.

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