Road Trippin’

The wheels roll. The wheels roll and I roll with them. Road Trip Rules; no one speaks of the past miles. No one complains about the music; like the destination, it doesn't matter.   We have set our eyes on a place as far away as the sky and blasted off; flat land our launch … Continue reading Road Trippin’

Meth Head

Too young to be numb, just right for the dumb. Cooked in a kitchen and sold to your suburb. A little bit of our reality, sold by the point to your child. Missing light bulbs stare you in the face, never notice that we freebase. Suck back plastic shards into the lungs, sheds from within; … Continue reading Meth Head