I don’t want to play football I don’t understand the thrill of the game I don’t want to play football I don’t understand the thrill of running, catching, throwing Taking orders from a moron Grabbing for the sweaty crotches Getting … [cont…]

Wandering alone on the ridge of a coast Lost to the world he had known as a boy He knows his lover lies south in the city Passing along and as sleepy as night Warm in the woods that conceal … [cont…]