the Last Resort

‘Cause there is no new frontier…

We have got to make it here!


You call some place paradise…

kiss it goodbye.’


broken bits of a song…

every time I’ve heard it sung…

there is no admittance for my wrongs.

even in the midst of a rural confession

good time notions are interrupted by the footprints I have left on the ground

I am ignorant in the dirt… of any lesson

Salamander’s Paradise


There had always been the salamanders in the rain’s fold.

Sun orange.

Only to come out in the rain…or, so, I am told.

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A shine to the cosmos, more challenging in the fields of gray.

The only disconnect between the marsh, so palatable?

An anchored piece of lonely road.

Last Resort Lyrics
Who will provide the grand design, what is yours and what is mine? They called it paradise, I don’t know why You call some place paradise, kiss it goodbye!