Why do I feel my heart
Beating here inside me
Bludgeoning, uncontrollably
Why doesn’t everybody?
It’s killing me slowly
Or is it? (We’ll see)
Seems cliche, maybe
Some say it’s art
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I am a singer, song-writer, poet and performer currently living in New Orleans, Louisiana. I grew up on a chicken farm in Central Mississippi. As could be expected given this upbringing, I have a great deal of hatred for chickens. When I was seven, I killed one with a softball bat over a matter of honor.
I do admit to finding them quite tasty.
I am a sub-compact-driving liberal who subsists on a diet of NPR news and sushi. I work in a restaurant. I have no middle name. My favorite color is black. My favorite band is the Beatles. This all sounds terribly boring, even as I type it.
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