Author: James_K._Blaylock

Ugly Punch hazing from the sunrise, for its eyeing me, and unfriendly doing so… why, did I take that much; knowing today would surely offer only more ugly punch 5-2-08

Have a Heart don’t go makin’ problems, so what if he shot your poor dog, then punched-out your ol’ ill mother, after burnin’ down your place… don’t you have a heart for those criminally insane 5-4-08 Last edited by James K. Blaylock on May 10, 2008, 8:21 am

Your Crying Song taking your disease, and suffering longly with this sad pain… who knew you were handing out freely, those aches of shame; your crying song 3-13-08

Sinless with a kiss, betrayed… but with a cross; set free 3-13-08

Fruitful dancing on the vine, and rejoicing herein beaming summer rays… surely this be, but one, of the coming down shinning glory days 3-13-08

Sad Love Affair I listen so intently, for some whisper, to come here sweetly… but often I stand, and tire into dismay 3-13-08

Punching the Clock punch the clock, show it no mercy; because truly, it never felt one ounce of pity for me… with it’s tellings of my comings and goings; it rightfully deserves a mighty beating 3-07-08

Diggin’ Up Dirt (The Old Others) diggin’ up the earth; and all the brown-soil-offers is truly just some small glimpse… because really we’ll never know just how the old others lived 3-07-08

String of Thought with this string, wrapped tightly ’round my bony finger; surely I’ll be forced to recall its meaning… or lose the digit in the deepest thinkings 3-07-08

Tame Jubilee mixing these words, and hoping deeply, for some great outcome… but sometimes, all that comes is simply a tame jubilee 3-07-08