Posts by Terry Horn

odds are against you the secret of business exposed here to buy get sold then buy some more in a cornfield in DeKalb takes us back to an era made of iron and stone what it represents heritage unsatisfied with lust we love you remember that

all about terror all about the generation are you having a good day sorry we fucked it all up that morning as all the kids went off to school mom went to work dad stayed home to masterbate the world was about to change

just another promise kept then broken get faith and rejection paintings in lieu of maps choked ideas mouth’s full of plans not much is all I know suppose to eat that reject rejection wait relapse create a bluebird become a pink flamingo

never going to do that again sleep in the thrill of vomit linked to lettuce drugs for drug complications a hat for mars x ray sun glasses your life of crime and ownership this is not a painting it is a memory a breath taken a life of intimate knowledge

afraid of silence to many ghosts to many whispers palaver in an empty shoe

this is the food we eat the liquid we drink the ideas we digest got to taste remarkable then chickens showed up let’s eat an egg gathered together in a room full of urgent left there to cry ending with a pretty plate of alone

guessed left took the road Tahoe ate a watermelon seed called that equivalent still here while trusting concern always back to no success is everywhere you win u did it drunk half the time the other half filled with laughter