the howl of an old dog
another roadside cross
another lost highway
in southern ohio
my nightmares have
turned into old townes
van zandt songs
heartbreak
alcohol
the howl of an old
dog begging to die
under a full moon
a beautiful woman
hitched to a fading
star that lost his soul
in his youth
it's a butcher knife
on my grandmother's
kitchen table
it's temptation
asking me to jump
the smell of blood
and the rush of death
a preacher once
asked me to hang
on to any thread
of hope i could find
i asked him who
he thought he was
fooling
there's no joy in
being an old soul
at such a young age
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