Suicide Suite
Out in the Pastures Grazing
Shot in the Head Punk
End of an Era
Give Me Some
Closer to My Death
Guitar Player
90's Logic Applied
To Myself
Down the Hogback Road
Our Morning on Mars
A Good Waste of Time
Devirginizer Who Fell in Love
Cyberslut Surf Psycho Diva
The Drought
Mirror Lake
Pay
Pushing Forward
Six o' Clock News Man
Coming Down on You
Beauty$
My Gravestone
Pretty Angel
Into the Endless Night
The Song in My Head
The Goblins of Trois:
A Prose Piece that
Appears in the 98 Book
Brush away to the end of them
Don't let the vultures take any away
You are a desert road rejection
So civilized - so handsome
When your
Lying on the ground face down
In a pool of blood and guts and gore
Oh yeah
That's what this shotgun is for
It's what I plan to use
On you
It'll knock you outta your shoes
So don't go away
It's not quite the time
We gotta build up to it
Then I guess we can do it
When your
Lying on the ground gargling blood
Your breathing in a pile of wet mud
They're here
The ones who'll take you to jail
But my bullets are the price of bail
Don't go
Don't leave
Stay and pay by dying my way