MojoBrown

Virgin snow piled high over the filth which normally decorated the streets. The growling sucking sounds were so muffled it was as if the creatures in the sewers who made the sounds were hibernating... church bells rang out old familiar songs...silver bells, echoing flatly in every direction. these were the  only noises in a place so alive with sounds... usually... but not tonight under bridges and alleys some did  lay, crouched happily over hot soup, the mission had been by. most of those who choose to, got a bed that night... the shelters were full, and the overflow were left alone, the cops usually threw them out, kicked them, arrested t

Virgin snow piled high over the filth which normally decorated the streets. The growling sucking sounds were so muffled it was as if the creatures in the sewers who made the sounds were hibernating... church bells rang out old familiar songs...silver bells, echoing flatly in every direction. these were the  only noises in a place so alive with sounds... usually... but not tonight under bridges and alleys some did  lay, crouched happily over hot soup, the mission had been by. most of those who choose to, got a bed that night... the shelters were full, and the overflow were left alone, the cops usually threw them out, kicked them, arrested t

it does not come around dirt cheap twice this he's knows, I've heard him say it twice we start at morning the sun is not even out at this hour clocks dont seem to be telling much of anything i only know it is dark cool black air we order torches to see and drummers for ambiance island goes verticle searching becomes impossible and most of the drummers are swallowed in the lagoon... a look of mutiny sits on every face, and thus the search called off... that punk on the corner died searching for his heart bastard forgot it was pinned to his sleeve... the whole time. second time was the motherfucker i jot this down.