A Man Who Can Beat

Where Some God Pissed A Rain Of Reason To Make Things Grow Only To Die.

The Impossibility Of Being Human All Too Human This Breathing In And Out Out And In These Punks These Cowards These Champions These Mad Dogs Of Glory Moving This Little Bit Of Light Toward Us Impossibly.

It’s Nice Enough To Make A Man Weep, But I Don’t Weep, Do You?

When You Clean Up A City, You Destroy It.

I Wasn't A Misanthrope And I Wasn't A Misogynist But I Liked Being Alone. It Felt Good To Sit Alone In A Small Space And Smoke And Drink. I Had Always Been Good Company For Myself.