Trolli says......

BASS, Pearl Jam, skunk, prose, pasta, excess,
Hitch Hikers Guide, Slipknot, northern lights,
pizza, narms, Taxi Driver, buddha, chilli,
left-wing anarchism, Khe_mist,
Jim Beam, purple, NIN, longboards
Morrison, surrealism,
hommous.
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—I Miss You

Here it is……..the first official preview of GypsyCabCo’s “I Miss You”……….enjoy!

Anonymous asked: are you going to the beatles: the lost concert" movie when it comes out next month?

yes

Simple Weary Time

No weather nights,

the way we were.

Simple.

People mind what once disolved.

Those truths are gone,

leaving scraps for the wolves,

digital and alone.

Under this church house roof,

the faces blur…….

fascinating the obscure, demure,

and enraged.

Punkhood dreams of royalty

fill the cups of fools.

Alas, at last, the loss does pass

and the flames will dry.

Weary.

If at all we are to strive?

towards, beyond, and forgotten……

Nervous and aware,

dangerously silent,

enigmatic, emphatic, the saturation

like wine on silk.

Do you hear when I listen?

Do I mumble too loud?

The old grey staunchen has laid to rest

the no weather nights,

the way we were.

The bitch,

Time.

City Windows

There’s a life perched high

on a concrete wall,

Passion Dies

right across the hall.

There’s a homeless man

screamin “fuck you all…..”

as the empty bottle

falls to the floor.

Old

There’s a six-string,

shotgun,

wailing away,

that buries the screamin and tears.

There’s a smell of sweat,

and lust in the air,

as the mist in my head tries to clear.

I look around,

and they’re all the same.

People,

bleeding their strange red wine.

All cardboard cutouts dreaming the dream,

while I try to say,

goodbye.

Trolli says………….SOPA……….prepare to be judged

Trolli says………….SOPA……….prepare to be judged