Leps House

Brooklyn is like layers of thick molasses sticking to you never thin church bells ringing from the wind where spirits spin two story walk up...

Eye don't do dope but pill bottles of hope dream like a fiend searching nights dream visions of kahlo adaptation life seen through ...

midnight's ugly position on such a lighted day a lover distress his prominent behest so very pretty the song even the twang cowboy sang ...

slowly we drag into a swag slick into a hold you fold your weight around me no escape just the heart beat patting along to Bloodstone "...

Play the 45 singing through wires surprise spirits leaped into bed rioting between sheets calling of Barnabas the shadow in dark left stark ...

"All the way many miles under the guise of a New York sky." waiting, thinking, wanting a drink urgency to quell thirst thirsty sit...

No drops of blood a clear tear on the heart heart a tear shredded shed of tragedy forgive a cry every once in awhile eyes hide hehind shades...