Storytime

Before the humid night turns grey
And the crickets chirp grows mute
Tell me all your favorite tales
Of fancies, follies and pursuit.

Tell me of the massive book
That is your darling life
I'll listen on this sweat soaked bed
With the sun and moon at strife.

Impress me with a fine adventure
Or sadden me with sorrow
The night ends soon and after all
Who know what comes tomorrow?

And with your final graceful lines
The sun's rays break the pane
A final query about my role
Secondary character, or main?

Temptation

Arsenic and Roses
It's such a pretty sight
When you're staring down a barrel
On a long and lonely night

An itchy trigger finger
With an empty fifth of rum
A combination made for kings
A song the beggars hum

This empty night is getting hot
My body growing cold
Its such a shame to walk this path
Escape meant for the old.