A cheek full of hot tamales are like
licking flames, they burn deliciously...

Your heart
is no longer pink and plump...

I suppose it was the way that golden star
reflected her light...

You saw me standing there. I had a cigarette in my...

Sometimes I find myself pondering thoughts
that have no real aim...

I am no angel
for I have broken many hearts...

I could have loved you
with all the originality of truth...

I do hate your blank face
of meaningless white words...

Have you ever thrown pennies
at the moon...

Last Friday I twirled around a club
called "The Break&quot...

I could lose myself to us,
wiggle my toes in the grassy blades...

I can tell by the slump of my words
that they're tired of standing in this imagery...