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
See the kids on crack street
All the oppression is coded in graffiti
Halucinagenic flyers reflect in their eyes
Their thoughts collect in the acid rain as it
falls from the sky
A murderer wakes up on a fifth street poarch
And all is well in Bloomfield
Two more days of this shit
It was the least amount of space I could give
There's a few extra stones in the path
If it wasn't that way, we wouldn't have minds
There's this extra ordinary wage of sin
I see it occurring in nature every day
Forgotten unfinished child developement
An experiment that always failed before
The results were known but not printed
The implications will be lived out for
generations
If you can say you had no part in it
You can keep a straight face and lie
So at the expense of other less fortunate ones
The things you desire are fed into the machine