Work That Skirt was probably the most fun chapter to write. I made the scenes with The Sorceress progressively more, um, intimate for the primary purpose of making the real Sorceress blush when she read it. I was on the phone with the Sorceress having the discussion when Simon came to the door of theContinue reading “Chapter 36: Work That Skirt”
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Chapter 37: Loser
If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn,I could arm a town the size of AbileneDon’t you push me baby, cause I’m all aloneAnd you know I’m only in it for the goldAll that I am asking for is ten gold dollarsAnd I could pay you back with one good handYou canContinue reading “Chapter 37: Loser”
Chapter 38: The Yo-Yo Man
Froze to the bone in my igloo homeCounting the days ’til the ice turns greenYou know when heaven and hell collideThere are no in-betweensFlames on your skin of snow turn coldCold is the wind that blows through my headstoneCollecting the bones of my friend tonightSowing the seeds in a fruitless landYou know when prayers allContinue reading “Chapter 38: The Yo-Yo Man”
Chapter 39: Vibor Blue
Jigsaw man where have you gone?Melted into morningDon’t believe in don’t belongDeath-defying dawningsVibor blueThe have-nots and the have-to’sThe frozen chosen fewDestined to see it throughBorn to vibor blueVibor blueThe have-nots and the have, tooThe frozen chosen fewAre here to take us throughGateway vibor blueVibor blueThe have-nots and the have-to’sThe frozen chosen fewAre here to takeContinue reading “Chapter 39: Vibor Blue”
Chapter 40: Ballad of a Thin Man
You walk into the room With your pencil in your handYou see somebody naked And you, you say, “Who is that man?”You try so hard But you don’t understandJust what you will say When you get homeBecause something is happening hereBut you don’t know what it isDo you, Mister Jones?You raise up your head AndContinue reading “Chapter 40: Ballad of a Thin Man”
Epilogue: Silvio
Stake my future on a hell of a pastLooks like tomorrow is a coming on fastAin’t complaining about what I gotSeen better times but who has not.Silvio silver and goldWon’t buy back the beat of a heart grown coldSilvio I gotta goFind out something only dead men know.Honest as the next jade rolling that stoneWhenContinue reading “Epilogue: Silvio”