John K. Samson

North wind sinks the fence around a lot full of debris n ear the corner of Memorial and Me Where resurrected brick and drywall lean back into place There's a terrified reflection of my face All alone at the gleaming knife display in the army surplus

[00:00.00] [00:00.36]04.Grace General [00:01.86]. [00:44.58]Cruel snow, cracked lips, sun lost by four. [00:51.08]Cold winces through the cardboard window [00:57.39]Where the cobblestone was smashed into glass. [01:02.70]And the bare bulb of moon swi

Oh, wait for me, I fell behind three signs for services ago Some sarcastic satellite says I'm not anywhere Spent every cent of your good will On fossil fuels and magazines So let this field of flax foreclose on everything I owe And scratch Saskatchew

[00:00.00] [00:00.43]03.Cruise Night [00:01.61]. [00:08.04]I know it''s annoying borrowing your brother''s car [00:13.85]But mine won''t start and it''s Sunday. [00:22.10]Soon a line of headlights peering down the avenue [00:28.04]Could find you ther

Too far to walk to anywhere from here Too far to walk to anywhere from here Too far to walk to anywhere from here Too far to walk to anywhere from here . And it didn't take long for the words to slow Roll over the gravel shoulder Thump into the ditch

09.The Last And . So, I'm the first one in again, With the quiet and the window growing snow, When I hear the furnace rouse itself From its slumber, somehow suddenly I know, As my eye stops on one curled up in my lesson plan That I'm just your little

10.Stop Error . My monitor is frozen In late four-something sun That cuts through icy patterns Another day's begun . Recallingall my losses While trying to ignore The theme that keeps repeating From Call of Duty 4 . I tap-tap off the volume And stare