On a waning moon, the sky growls, and the clouds weep. There are no legs or tires moving about the streets. While sitting in my pickup...

Gluttony, gluttony, gluttony ... I despise those with extreme intensity who lust food . My wandering eyes become focused. I sighted one...

A silent passionate anger is absorbed deeply within the confines of my soul every time I see her... See her entangled comfortably in the...