farm life cookin' and cleanin'
eatin' and shittin'
animals fed first...
rock stackers and the fascination of balancing burdens with style
hacking up a lung full flung morning
home wreckers if you let em fall from the flagrant lack of feeling....
i don't roll blunts, i smoke cigars, cigarettes, fat bowls of marijuana
shape a doobie for my pondering walks through the country.
wandering through reflections of a choice picked up an seen through...
crescent over cancer, romancer of other peoples perceptions