got nothing

to say, for, myself is a road with
a horse
on a broken glass
painting
pointing
the way to a right handed blind
excusefull
accusedfall hero
of my dead days and
end this tomorrow end it now
while you're at it
arride this damned horsethroughness
of me
shoot me in the ink.an
empire
enfire the only thought I managed to bullet in your eyes
got it
for.got it all plain.ted on a broken glass. that's no key
today